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08.09.2003 Monday night @ 9:37 p.m.
*How does your garden grow?*

Feeling a bit jaded with some things. Most things? Maybe everything.

I was reminded of a dear friend when I received this one particular message. The minute I read that message, one thought flashed to mind. Where is she now? How is she doing? What has happened to her throughout the years?

Given that I know a bit of her family background, I was a bit shocked with the advent of that message.

I don't want to be ruthless already. Maybe I should just give it up.

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