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I wish to wake up one morning next to one, or just want to go
back near the tutorial where I am waiting since three years. I know it
was not a ‘she’, it was my everything which I have lost. Desperate times
call for desperate measures. Begging for mercy is not my style. The
only thing that I’m truly sorry for is five years back I met someone and
some crazy little shit called love happened, and it was enough to blind
me, Everything else is just noise. Maybe I should do that the world
doesn’t need any more.
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