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The key is to lose the key and break in. The point is not to point, but peek. The object is to have no objective and wing it. The purpose is to be pointless. The fact of the matter is facts don't matter. The reason for truth is to believe lies. The heart isn't to be loved but broken. In reality, the key point is to make your objective to have purpose in life. To state facts and never deny truth, to mend a broken heart, with loyalty and love. The key is you, you unlocked my broken heart, you entered the rugged empty place and repaired it from top to bottom and put your name on it to let intruders know that it belongs to you! Your promise should always remain to never hurt me with lies. Love forever. And respect me.
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