Sheets
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Things I put here are some old pieces of what I call "requirements" before in college. I did get back to these pieces of crap and found it like fruits of my loud weird mind.
Many times I've tried to say them aloud through my mouth but I'd always end up writing them.
Not brave huh? No, that's Me. Just Silent but "Loud".
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