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Falling into the pieces of my heart, already broken by judicious. Break is on the way, waiting for a coffee. I’m senseless in hearing the heart beats of others, my emotions went too strong on their roads of falling.
The incessant hearing of life-beats is dooming my senses, I’m in the mood of going away but not departing my knowledge ‘cause I was too beaten sensuously. I was beaten till health on the edge, as an Englishman said.
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