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Talked with sister about dreams and chaotic shit happening. Even if she believed me, there would be nothing we could do.

She had a dream about a scary man. Yesterday.

Talked well otherwise. Shame my aunt is dying. Don't believe in cancer and told her that.

My grandfather on fathers side isn't dead.

The age of mockery. 

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