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The city bright and sweet Reflecting the drops of rain The paved stones glitter with amusement   Usually alive but now slowly dying
She is twenty years old; that means she has been living on this earth for twenty years. However, do not mistake living with feeling alive. Because it has been about five... six, seven, eight, nine.
I dipped my toes into the cold water it was pleasant it reminded me of my heart   I thought it did, I thought it did but it didn't it wasn't really my heart   My heart was gold
I don’t give energy to my heart to spit out a skill that’s supposedly called a talent for an applause, 
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