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May 5
Is it crazy when you walk up to a girl and put your hand across her shoulders when you just met her for the first time? Is it silly to stick your lips for a kiss and close your eyes when your lover is looking away? Is it stupid to tell your uncle that you felt bad when you saw him kissing his lover? Lots of silly and crazy things happen everyday and the beautiful thing about life's design is the possibility of every human being to be a part of it like I was part of the swimming pool show on my birthday.
"Are you feeling better?" Uncle Max asked me today.
"No I am not. Leave me alone."
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