remember that night, a typical weekday of that month of April. The pleas did not fit in your mouth ... "Please! Not write more!" For you stopped thinking, talking, screaming, expressing, feeling, writing .... For you shut up, for you I kept quiet all this time. But you have not noticed in this game you committed the gravest error. Between form and substance ... Remove Me! Sorry! Take care!
And you, if you yourself ... I always read. This time I'm willing to talk, when you want ...
Game Over!
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