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MatureComplete Fri, Aug 16, 201930m
Shahmir, a painter, was found dead on a fine Monday morning under the greenwood tree. He wrote a letter to his father, Sikander Khalid.
With his death, he opened a lot of eyes and gave them a lesson.
Your words can kill someone.
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