.... hour at home. ='(
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Such an occasion demands a good farewell, carved permanently onto rocks and stones, written in blood and rust, with teardrops to seal the deal.
Yet I've been staring at my computer screen for 2 hours now, and still nothing i type on my old keyboard comes out right.
No sweet poetry to wash me away.
No melancholic music filling my head.
No nothing!
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I guess, in times like this, the sorely lacking mortal language of man is not adequate to express how i feel inside.
So, I'll leave it at that.
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