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We all cough. You hear it at home, outside, Out the streets, in the subway, "Ugh-Hhuh!" If you think about it, A world without coughs would be quite strange, Indeed. Stranger perhaps than a world without love; Coughs are ubiquitous; Love is not.
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
Allergy Season
We all cough. You hear it at home, outside, Out the streets, in the subway, "Ugh-Hhuh!" If you think about it, A world without coughs would be quite strange, Indeed. Stranger perhaps than a world without love; Coughs are ubiquitous; Love is not.
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
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