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Dear God,
To be completely and utterly honest,
I'm just holding out until the end.
I really am tired of headaches.
I'm tired of the tumor eating away at my brain.
I'm tired of everything.
I'm tired of being tired.
I"m going to go take a nap.
Love,
Peyton
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