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I entered again. It felt good to finally be in my own bunk. I sat my crutches down and sat on my bed. I picked up my guitar and started to strum aimlessy. I noticed I was playing my mother's favorite song. I started to cry, and I wondered how she was doing back in Ohio...I finally fell asleep, entering my dream world.
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