How dark can it be?
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My dear family; A Irish poem.; but it is also like i feel. In the darkest confusion of my despair, anxiety, desperation, loneliness. Like clouds of thick yellow laden air. What a sham, What a joke, as you watch your dreams go up in smoke. This week i have to go to my psychologist, but what i have to do there? I don’t know, next week (monday) i will see Roel. I hope that he will know what to do. Love Diana. — The charter is available at:
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