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Friday, 18 September 2009

GT

I lay awake in the dead of night, wondering if something will bite. Bite at the garden of *** cause they did not hear my plea. Plea for this saga to end, oh wait its just around the bend.

The keyboard will continue to defy me, as I keep hitting the home key. The end key also does the same walk and I want to break its knees.

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