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I had helped save millions of lives, or so I was told, And how many more I would help, couldn’t be foretold, At a time, when people were dying from being in the cold, I had apparently given survival a
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The things that keep us together, are the ones keeping us apart, And the things keeping us apart, are the strings tying each other’s heart, Even two rooms with a common wall, are separated by a door, When opened, it