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Abundance 115.
Long ago since I last saw your white screen.
Long ago.
As every morning, I get up around 6:00am. Slowly, slowly. Entreating for love, developing communication, saying what one does want to keep away.
Freedom. Cooking. And eating what I had. Future. Within 2 days. Within 3 days. A month and more. Allergies and eating allergens. Hunger.
The door entrance bell ringing. Opening first door, so dull, another time.
Eating more. Leaving for library. Walking and walking, half, half, smokers throwing away their toxic fumes towards one.
Walking, walking, fountains with water, celebration. A park and a man first in place. A bold man working next to its truck. He was so brown.
At last library, today a kind temperature.
IP and wrong location shown in my tasks, when I am in my place.
It looks like that after inserting my photo, I have finished my post for today. A lady next seat.
