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"A BREEZE BLOWS STRONGLY THROUGH THE EMPTY CORRIDORS OF MY VACANT HEART. ITS FORMER OCCUPANT LEFT IN A HURRY. SCRAPS OF MEMORIES LIE STREWN ALL OVER THE ICEY COLD FLOOR. THE BATTERED WALLS SEEM NEAR CO..."

"HOW APT THAT A PERFECT PUNISHMENT FOR PAST INDESCRETION AND INFIDELITY HAS NO REVERSE GEARS. ONE MAY SHED AS MANY TEARS; BUT THIS PESTILENCE THAT LIVES AMONG US CUTTTING DOWN THE YOUNG STURDY CROP WIT..."