Prologue

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Hello, I am Oma.

By the time you would be reading this, I would be long gone, dead maybe. I do not need you to look for me, what is done is done. The end is upon us.

This journal is not for the weak minded neither is it for the judging hypocrites. If you are one, just drop it and walk past because there is no greater condemnation than that of the heart.

Tell my mum I love her, true or not, and tell Cassie I miss her. She is the only person that understands.

This is my story.

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