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2024-10-29 19:42:5613: was she even real?
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In a world where one can hardly tell what is real or not, what is the truth or the fallacy-
-where, shall we classify love? Perhaps it remains a myth.
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"Kathari-" Zach still called from the ground. Michael had immediately grabbed him by his neck as he struggled in a tight clasp,
-before Zach was able to push him away.
Michael jolted up unto him as his arms stretched to reach the nearby lamp, he wasn't hesitant to throw the punches at Zach, who struggled to get up with his feet,
-until he was able to wrap his weighty hands around Michael's throat ultimately pushing him back to the ground and this time, he was able to get his hand on the glassed lamp.
Zach released a deep breath before he bashed it into his head, continually till hi
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