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There's a letter lying on the floor that she's too scared to read.

Life is both an art and a science.

That little candle burns through the darkness of his heart.

If only we could just join hands and sing about the world.

It seems he's finally lost the war.

Well, his heart's bleeding on the floor.

Beautiful girl in this bleak little world, shining a light brighter than stars above.

It was something akin to being punched in the gut and feeling all the air rush out of you in a rush of wind.

Tiny little rumors lined up along the street.

I can't explain myself I'm afraid, Sir, because I'm not myself, you see. -Alice, Alice in Wonderland