Untitled Absurdity
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A collection of absurd opinions and life experiences of the author (read: IoriRain).
The book doesn't have any cover because as the title said it is untitled absurdity, so why bother for cover? Right? (Said the lazy author)
No offense, just the hard feelings that got thrown up here because i, IoriRain, the author is too scared and coward to confront people or things in real life.
If there is similarity with names, places, or events,please understand the meaning behind word "coincidence" and well maybe they are all true (in author's real life of course, not in your life oh readers who are reading author's absurdity)
For your time and willingness to visit and read this untitled absurdity of mine,
I would like to say thank you,
Happy reading
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