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Every day of my boring life is just a new page of a story written by an unknown author.
Can I help myself to understand it? Don't think so.
I guess there are so many people who can explain me the main idea of my life. But who can make me bielive these words?

There is nothing to do. The global thing, I mean.
And everytime I want to keep silence..

So, ...: "I love you, you love me, take this gift and don't ask why.."
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Want to turn the page...I know exactly that next chapter will be perfect.