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Words and letters were hunting me. One by one. Step by step. Little by little.
I write with my sweat and blood. Think with my imaginations and stuff. Read with passion and love. - Just an anonymous with heart.
But when the perfect comes, The partial will be done away.
(1 Corinthians 13:10)
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