its not my day after all.
still, i couldnt do it, not for now
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We all have ghosts, remorse, dreams, things we love and hate. One day something in life - a word, a phrase, a song, something in a book - clicks, and part of that world takes on a special meaning. And you realize you have a story to tell.
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