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Jan 2016
sometimes when i get sad, i think of how nice it would be to sit down with some tea. so i boil some water and i make some. when it is done , i take my tea and sit in my room. the tea is on my DESK, but it is too hot. so i sit and eventually forget about it until i found it next week and the tea bag is moldy and then i am sad from that and i think about how nice it would be to have some tea
Jean Sullivan
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Jean Sullivan  21/F/Traverse City
(21/F/Traverse City)   
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