Author: Elling
He may be licking his wounds.
She may be forcing a smile,
Or maybe he's drunk at a red light,
She betrays her old friends among the cubicles.
The story unfolds quietly,
The people on stage know nothing,
The morning fog obscured the plot,
People under the sun are pure.
People come and go on the street,
It's a big show.
It is also a silent contest.
A person a little dissatisfied I don't know Two people between intimacy Intimacy life mate
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life superior experience dangerous perimeter city Family Home around effect culture
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life Life winners wayward exception behave rival succeed Blood particularly Monkey
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A person A A small thing Way Husband expert world Maybe life Today
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A person A couple One year On dissatisfied protagonist undertaking Twentieth century life
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Out of the ordinary Xanadu undertaking life by chance variation Right in front of you On the way majority horizon
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together Play together Two years later Be duty-bound not to turn back life winter separate companion schoolmate afterward
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couple Same people Love at first sight Maybe Communication life They like Over there If
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