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I used to think it was sweet to promise a girl the world, but as i grow, i've come to know such thing should never be said to your worst enemy. Oh how could we dream of a bright future when the word itself is not certain anymore. I used to think it was sweet to promise a girl the world, but as i grow, i've come to know such thing should never be said to your worst enemy. Oh how could we dream of a bright future when the word itself is not certain anymore.
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