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    I wish i had not got a cold, the wind is big and wild, i wis that i was very old not just a little child.

    Somehow the day is very long, just keeping here alone, i do not like the big wind's song, he's just growling for a bone.

    He's like a awful dog we had who used to creep around, and always did alot of things he was so bad with just that horrid sound.

    I'm sitting up, and the nurse makes me wear a wooly shawl, i wish i was not so affraid, it's horrid to be small.

    And i can not go to sleep, Altough i am in bed, the wind keeps going creepy-creep and waiting to be fed
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