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I can’t wait for mothers day because that means I get to eat breakfast sausages and chocolate croissants and I am hungry.
"My biggest fear is that eventually you will see me the way I see myself."
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"She sits in her usual ample armchair, with piles of books and unopened magazines around her. She sips cautiously from the mug of weak herb tea which is now her substitute for coffee. At one time she thought that she could not live without coffee, but it turned out that it is really the warm large mug she wants in her hands, that is the aid to thought or whatever it is she practices through the procession of hours, or of days."
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