Sultry Lies
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A book with another point of view of this world! ''Why is this world so evil?'' she asked the air breeze, which was singing a raucous and furtive poem, but in her ears, it was one of the most beautiful things! It made her feel alone and only when she was in solo, could she feel safe! Those poems, which other find hideous and other pleasant to hear, say a lot of stories! Stories from people, who had been tortured and people, who tortured! She liked them not because of the stories they carried, instead she despised them! She liked them, because there were no words to be told, there was only a melody, but every night played differently! Nobody, no...body truly knew her or understood her. They cared for her and some loved her, but what was the point, when she couldn't feel their love?
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