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What you know... Or more... What you think you know...
Makes you realise... The more you know... The less you do know...
Love can flurish even on the battle field... I wish it was that simple...
I'm torn apart... My worst years are behind me... Yet...
Why does this solitude keep giving me presure over my head...?
Like the sword of Democleseus... Making people paranoid...
Knowing it might fall at any moment...
My love... Where are you... I need you to help me get rid of this curse...
I need to find my true love... Where ever she is...
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