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The scream of your heart calls me it doesn`t stop sometimes so detailed so it thinks that if it could answer then you will hear it ..but people don't read stupid things and they don`t hear thoughts..i know it too...a sparkle in eyes corner, a sad smile...which shows regret...thoughts .. they can fly with the speed of light all over the world ...can pass through walls, blocks, over streets, cities, countries they can get there in a few moments there .. .. thoughts ...all my human being wants to become a thought. My life is like and others .. and as well as anyone is the usual and the most special .. is the good and bad ..is sincere, but it still has masks...for everyone is clear but still a milion colors.
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