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- He would say anything just to prove that he was sorry
- As if it wasn't enough just to hear you speak, the...
- The most unhappy of all men is he who believes him...
- It pains me, but I'm sure she's still yours
- Who can say where they're blowing
- Lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightl...
- Grandpa, were you a hero in the war? Grandpa said,...
- looking back down the long path I don't believe I ...
- Alone within myself again
- This place is terribly remote
- I lay over her like a salvage boat wondering if th...
- His situation, insofar as he was a machine, was co...
- Tetrapharmakos
- Lust of limb nor lust of food, mar the lovely soli...
- Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum
- My name is Rachael and I am twenty one.
- Always with me, always with you by Joe Satriani
- With artillery, you greet your only lasting memory...
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for life's not a paragraph, And death i think is no parenthesis
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