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It is funny to even have a thought about it. Most of things happened was like being arranged, moving swiftly that we can barely realize it. I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm talking about either. It's just me being ridiculous and trying to pour everything in my mind onto a piece of paper. My thoughts were tangled and intertwined into each other. The picture is vague but I still want to hold onto it, its devastating to know about it. Ah! Mumbling again. Well, goodbye! 



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