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lain's_DIARY
anonymous_user
active_file:
ftp/tl.L_server
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mother
weed
swing
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I share this big house with Mom now. |
The weeds are growing outside because Dad used to pull them, but he’s no longer here. |
Mom doesn’t say anything. |
I enjoy watching the weeds grow. |
I watch them everyday. |
The swing outside that I used to play on as a little kid is now covered with weeds. |
It’s like a haunted place. |
I want to see Dad. |
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