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I look into the mirror,and what do I see?A haunted man,and that is me.The dark circled eyes,the gaunt and ghostly face,a haunted man,who cannot wait u..
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"This is love"the wind whispers,as it passes throughthe window,and waves throughthe curtains."This is love"so says the wind,in the goosebumpsof our ba..
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A long hard day,sweat and pulled muscles ahard-earned rewardthe company may keep.The only worthwhile reasonto endure the thankless tortureof another l..
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