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Think Life, Human Communication : Creative

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Luvs Music, Creator, & PICS

See. The eye which shut, and even the light of one line was betrayed and gave it to sadness. See. The edge of anger tends to be struck and taken down on me who laugh that it will not believe. All living things tend to crunch me, shine the eye of revenge, and press for the heart. Rain and the ground tend to assimilate me. The atmosphere tends to push and wrap me. The person kind to also has strongly the feeling with which it gets angry greatly. When the anger blots out one tenderness, finally it is already. Well. Song of joy which will be sung just now.