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It is very needed escapism for me right now. The lush descriptions of ballgowns and courtsip usually try my patience, but I'm finding it slow and calming. It is helping me sleep. But yesterday was particularly difficult. It is the last time I will see it before they bulldoze my home. I had nightmares all night long. I dreamt that I was trying to sweep all of the glass out of my pretty yellow sunroom, but people kept coming in the crooked front door and beating and raping me. I woke up again and again, but would do the same dream all over again.
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