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Oh, she is out there. She says this, then that. I got a bit sad, then... laughed. Oh, yes, she's... something. What got me, a bit, was that she called my mother. Did she know she was ill? Does she have... people... in places to hear? She heard where I could not. I just hope she calls again. It seems her old phone number is no longer the one she uses. Or... so my mother thought. Bleh. Further, I am not sure I can get my old phone number back.
Oh, her? Right. She's... of a mood tonight.
If you are thinking, best think hard. Time, she's a flying.
Tomorrows are growing short. For an era or ever, I can't say. Not my area. Mostly.
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