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It rains out and the tears flow through the windows, when the phone flames and burns inside me, in the soul, I break through the terrible pain, the poison of insults and strange mistakes that I carry on my shoulders this burden cruel and Satirical. I will not complain because it is unnecessary, I ha ...
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