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Like cowboys with guns in the air or soldiers who have gone off to war, the anger set in as snug as a hidden nail in the wall. Behind the smile of a pretty face, holds the vengeance of them all.
The warm sun doesn't thaw the cold heart, just as the chill doesn't relive the sun's burning skin.
Go on, push me, there is no "worse." I'm going into battle, with a smile under my belt. No worries, it will be fun! We have each other, after all we do follow the same course! Catch me if you can!

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