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Sad Romantic Poem of the Day: I wonder where could he have left. Another prank or commmon theft. Maybe he ran away in a train. Like, did he fly or skydive again? Or if he found another abundant library. Might be sleepting on the contrary. You can keep searching for a lead. But the truth is that he never fleed. For he is here hiding behind me. Regretting his choice eternally. - I would [love] to see your takes on this one! - I didn't even realize till now (2:17 am) that I forgot a word in the sentence above..
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