t at all. Moortje is my . I miss e of ten I tears. Moortje is so s, and I love I keep dreaming so us.
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COMMENt ADDED BY ANNE IN SEPtEMBER 1942: Daddys ally, and I o- talk sometime my bursting instantly into tears. But apparently t o do h my age.
Id like to spend all my time ing, but t boring.
Up to nos to my diary. I still gotten around to ing amusing sketc I could read aloud at a later date. In ture Im going to devote less time to sentimentality and more time to reality.