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a flash fiction about a misguided love
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once again, a small but honest testimony of one-sided love
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all the world's a stage, the show must go on, and all that. but when it comes to a bad audition, i forget why i ever began in the first place anyway
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I am drowning in a nighttime that belongs to youit is a nighttime with no moon, and no stars, and no sleep.I am growing weak and woebegoneloving you c..
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