La protophilosophie, ou l'art de parler pour ne rien dire.
It's the last goodbye I swear I can't rely on a dime a day love that don't go anywhere I learn to cry for someone else I can't get by on an odds and ends love that don't ever match up I heard all you said and I took it to heart I won't forget I swear...
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They believe light can keep darkness at bay. But I wonder if darkness is defined by light. If so, darkness can't exist on its own. There must, by definition, be light somewhere, waiting to be found.
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