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26 September 2010 9:14 PM
city lights, goodnight

So this is where I've been, riding on the faded line between the pink of health and fever. Its like the body can't decide between being immune to the flu season or succumbing to it.

God, I hate this.

Robbing me of any sincere smile and necessary enthusiasm to be either host or guest. Pictionary would assign me a dying sloth for a clue.

And amazingly, I'm not too keen for a medical leave for Monday.


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