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Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. I felt—I felt living in a masked world. I sat within a few feet of him. It was the sing-song girl idea, magnified many diameters. The angels in Heaven shall not tear you from me. "You've given him a broken head, I perceive. A cup of lies.
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