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๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ, ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ธ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ-๐ญ๐ช๐ต โ ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ โ ๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ด๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ๐ด. ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ณ๐ด. โ ๐ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐จ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ต.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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The tides pulled at me, reaching right into my blood.
Janet Fitch, from 'Chimes of a Lost Cathedral'
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The miracle of falling in love again every day, when you make me laugh, when you make my heart beat like hummingbird wings. To be remined every day when I hear you speak, when I see you be who you are, the pride and admiration swell in my chest and the waves hit me like a symphony that makes my heart resonate with everything I know love to be.
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Sometimes quiet people have a lot to say, but they donโt open up to just anyone.
Susan Gale
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