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May 2020
facing nostalgia

we will never see again

farewell my good friend
I once made friends with an older deaf lady while in the hospital for a month. When I was leaving, she called me to her room and expressed that she would miss me. She gave me her nursing home number and said she would soon get out too. I called a few times and no one answered, unfortunately later I lost the number. I wonder how she is doing, I miss her.
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crybaby
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