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+ 4	the sound of rubber

i layed there, i know what time it is. 610 am. its about to start. i wish it wouldnt. i wish i could just go back to my dream and stay there... 1945 sitting with betty frank and my love joe on a country hillside with the sun so bright and the daisy so tall. but its happening its coming. my nurse. its 2006 i'm old haggy and i have the uglyest pj's on, i'm stuck in complet care in edmonton alberta. her shoes are getting closers. i can hear them. 'good monring miss baily, how are you?' oh i'm 'ok ,mis baily roll over.' id rather 'miss baily no time hurry hurry'. i hate this women i dont think she really knows anything in english. mabey shes a robot just programed to come in here and toss me about. ' miss baily roll. thank you. oh what a mess miss baily you need more water pee to yello. miss baily come back.' who does she think she is. mabey if they would give me something to drink i would have better pee. i just want to sit here and dream of joe, oh how i miss him. its been 5 years since he passed away. the kids paul and becka were so sad to lose there dad. I cant belive they put me int his place, joe would have none of this.  im a growen baby it seems. .........................

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