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Monday, 17 November 2008 12:27

In the dim recesses of my mind, a tempest brews, fueled by the bitter echoes of a dispute that rends my very soul. The shadows of anger dance upon the walls, whispering secrets of betrayal and sorrow, as I grapple with the specter of my adversary. Each word exchanged becomes a dagger, piercing the fragile fabric of reason, leaving me ensnared in a web of despair and haunting reflection.

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