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The sun is up, the sky are blue, it's beautiful, and so are you
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How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
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The sun loved the moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe.
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Nowadays we all cry in colours of silver and gold.
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† Love? I want to sleep.
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Sometimes to stay alive, you gotta kill your mind.
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Il aimait la mort, elle aimait la vie, il vivait pour elle, elle est morte pour lui. -William Shakespeare
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