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Anger I can't put my finger on it, so interesting the minutes a pond it. I look at you, and you stare at me. Brings my soul to a defying mystery. What can I do? Why Am I staring, is something you want to say something so daring? I wonder if we were alone, the simple fractions of things will go on. What will happen if there is something to the unknown. What if theres a mystery of it all, like a Japaneses legend, or Japan mystery of it all? Someday, in some time. I'll let the mystery all unwind.
