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I have no idea what good have i done To deserve such great people. The stack of mistakes is piling up and counting. Just in case any of you fear it might topple and hit you anytime Run away now.. Run.. Before its too late. P.S. That circular compact thing in a squarish flat transparent "box" That reflects any light that bounce on its surface. I dont want it back anymore. In fact, i never want to take a look at it ever again. Damn. Its all going wrong now. |
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