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too late

Knew what… a name, his real one or just the inspiration of the moment, might his phone number bogus too. Would it have been improper to insist, to get a yes at any price, she is so empty now with just that piece of paper and her dream gone. What’s next on that road [be strong and keep going] but where and why [further, you’ll find out later] stop talking black auk, we must face the truth there’s nowhere to go… we’re trapped. Could I have avoided it [you’re still can] I doubt it [...] did I finally silence you [...] that’s so evident, and now [reality won’t change] that’s a piece of advice, you’re kind of wise [don’t mock me]

to be continued…

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