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How many people do you know that can stand before a crying soul and actually give a damn? *ROBERT SMITH*
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We look before and after
and pine for what is not:
our sincerest laughter
with some pain is fraught,
our sweetest songs are that tell
of saddest thought...
*PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY*


I find no peace to read or write,
my soul is lost, my spirit´s down,
there´s no one in the dark,
my little world has lost its light...
*CLAN OF XYMOX*

