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For the most of my life i was afraid of different things real and imagined. But most of all i feared to live and die without loving you. I am not afraid anymore. Because i know, nothing was in vain. Even if i have to cross that ocean of shit, blood and rape, that was my life before again, i will. Every your breath i take is worth of that.
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