If You come into my heart

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if you come into my heart

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Thursday, January 18, 2007 / 11:16 PM

Today my manager went home early. She had looked very pale, almost white-like. Really horrible. Then, Fatimah told me that she was ill. As in seriously ill. Epilepsy, fits or some other. She had fainted, rather had a fit outside the M1 shop before and had to be taken to the hospital. I hope she's okay.

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