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emotions flowing as the music plays... for there maybe no tomorrow

I'm sick... zzz...
with a sore-throat...
with a cold...
with a fever...
arghhh... feeling so terible...
i've filled the dustbin... to be a tissue bin...
zzzz.... slept so much these few days...
-.-*zzzz... agghhhh...
can't even talk properly....
* cough sniff sniff *

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