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In the beginning, I thought it was a bad day.
Then it was a bad week.
Which turned into a bad month.
The month became a lousy year.
The year became almost half a decade.
I'm broken.
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In the beginning, I thought it was a bad day.
Then it was a bad week.
Which turned into a bad month.
The month became a lousy year.
The year became almost half a decade.
I'm broken.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro