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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A PEN. I stood in the darkest corner of her enormous room, alone, with no one to talk to or even write to. And there she was with her new friend, unaware of my dejected feelings and hopeless state. But this is not me...This was never me! Nor was this the life I had imagined!
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i stood in the darkest corner of her enormous room , alone, with no one to talk to or even write to . and there she was with her new friend, unaware of my dejected feeling and hopeless state. but this is not me..... thus was never me! nor was this the life i had imagined
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