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Lucy, my love. . .
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. . .there is no postal service
from here. . .
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. . .but l shall write a diary, preserving all
my thoughts and feelings for you.
:38:39
Last night after a tiresome journey,
l finally reached my destination. . .
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. . .the castle of Count Dracula.
:38:47
l had a bad dream,
but l hope it will pass.
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This castle is so strange.
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At times l wonder if it isn't
part of that dream.
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Everything about it looks so unreal.
:39:37
l don't attach importance to the
sunshine anymore. . .
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. . .or to glittering fountains,
which youth is so fond of.
:39:45
l love the darkness and the shadows.
:39:49
Where l can be alone with my thoughts.