If only it his, I would be a happy man.

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    Nothing.

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    I take hing.

    I feel remble and I whing.

    I tell  time t I love her.

    And thief comes.

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    No! My mind screams. Not yet! Not no onig but tonight... Please!

    the words are inside me.

    I cant take it again! It isnt fair.., it isnt fair... But once again, it is to no avail.

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