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What hopeful words, once lamented upon one's ear. thought not to hear... Now fall to silent ruin. So who are we to knock down palaces built of hearts? Just to play another round? that we've gotten this far only to find there are no cards left. Should not this alone be enough? that the game ended in Stalemate? No point in tempting Shaky foundations. Better to let time erode Memories and Emotions. Gather up your chips. And find a new table. And Maybe years from now. We'll meet on vacation...
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 9:17 AM UTC
Stalemate
What hopeful words, once lamented upon one's ear. thought not to hear... Now fall to silent ruin. So who are we to knock down palaces built of hearts? Just to play another round? that we've gotten this far only to find there are no cards left. Should not this alone be enough? that the game ended in Stalemate? No point in tempting Shaky foundations. Better to let time erode Memories and Emotions. Gather up your chips. And find a new table. And Maybe years from now. We'll meet on vacation...
About a girl. Duh.
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 9:17 AM UTC
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