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so the continuation from below.
so now i find myself slightly buzzed at 1:20am sitting in bed with this machine thinking of my lovely Sachiko and how much i miss her over and above any other i've known. how bittersweet is the thought of doing the right thing by my parents when i know the one person with whom i woudl like to share it, the trials and the joy, is likely with another. its platitude to talk of the pain, but despite the problems, the constantly present pain from another, it was sachiko who was my rock. i want, no i need her back in my life.


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