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You're my survival, you're my living proof

my love is alive, not dead

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TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

"Nobody controls me. I'm uncontrollable. The only one who can control me is me, and that's just barely possible." - John Lennon

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