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It Was Just

It Was Just An Another Summer Day For You And I, But For Them It Was A Day They'll Never Forget. It Was Just A Party For Her Friends, But For Her It Was Night What Dreams Are Made Of. It Was Just Another Boring School Day For His Classmates, But For Him He Nearly Lost The One He Loved. It Was Just Typical Work Day For People In The City, But For Him It Was Just Another Day Watching Her Lifeless Body. It Was Just An Another Wet November Day, But For Both Them They Got Their Lives Back.

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