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Friday, June 05, 2015

glitter blue

We are absent with leave. "How are the hungry people going to get fed?" Mom asked. 

Today I see my bestie. Last night Mom and I played cards and tied. We called it a day at 250. Mom painted my nails glitter blue. 

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