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April 2, 2020

My eyes burn with relief.

Tears for the first time in weeks.
Is your head supposed to pound this loud when you feel?

I feel all at once, relief was when I made the feeling numb with a drink or a drug.

Does this hurt more?

withdrawl I guess.

Will water make it disappear? Eventually?

like father like daughter.

and grandfather and grandfather

and great grandfather.

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