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bismillah
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only words.
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simple.
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the may seventh of 2011,and without your ugly viewwhat way am I to look at this world?but before."you give your hands away,"you said."rather them be a..
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I am not the eight-pack, ripped abs, Ryan-Reynolds existence, glossed over, under your fingernails and your stupid f*****g addict eyes. No more than..
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waking up in the same position I fell asleep in,but I just want to be the furrow in your brow,wanna be the mask you wearwhen you gotta get real seriou..
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MICHELLE FOUCALT: ...was completely unrelated. But as for the captain... what exactly was the point of the whole venture?NG: Well, it had... it was ac..
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We struggle to grow from soils sown with glances in other directions,our hands bound by ropes,lovingly tied by whichever parent we choose to resent.I ..
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do I put "none?"
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nothing, really.
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