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At night I climbed onto the roof. I lay and looked into the gloom of the forest. I'm a loner. Parents always ask me to tell something. But I do not like talking to them much
With this soft voice she tries to speak to me, it is hard to understand, her English skills are not strong and besides that, it’s really easy to get lost into these glassy white eyes. I would not say I am in love with her, heck, I’ve only seen her three, four times..
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