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I will speak someday when the silence is not worth and words are all I got. I will speak someday when the silence is not worth and words are all I got.
Substitutes. That's all some us will ever be. Substitutes. That's all some us will ever be.
They called me the black sheep. In a flock full of perfection and whites, I was the misanthropic. They called me the black sheep. In a flock full of perfection and whites, I was ...
She opened her eyes to a glistening wide world. She saw a world full of glory and prospect, an awake... She opened her eyes to a glistening wide world. She saw a world full of glory an...