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Carried Away Ii

One afternoon in downtown, The was a festival, and I was a witness. I went to watch a clown and the exclamation I got was 'my goodness' he was amazing and he carried a knife. he was accompanied by his beautiful wife. It became interested and I had to sit. many people showed up because it was a hit. my phone had been ringing all day but I could not hear it as I was carried away. my brother left a voice message that it was not safe and he had a presage. Not ready to go home, Home was never the same. It was all consumed by flames

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