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Chapter 46:
[ May 29, 2003 ++ 8:35 p.m. ]

I keep hearing airplanes flying over my roof. and I like to sit on my deck and watch the sun fade down. and today it was red and orange and there were some blues in it as well. and i decided that that's how i was feeling. like a sunset taking it's last breath and spiting out it's last fire. And I sat and played a guessing game with myself. And tried guessing where each one of those planes would take me. and I thought of Brazil. China. Egypt. and even down under.

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