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| I have freedom from hate, but not from lies. I’m usually seen through clouded eyes. I come unexpected, though you wait for me all your life. I can’t be brought yet some people try.
What am I? |
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| I have freedom from hate, but not from lies. I’m usually seen through clouded eyes. I come unexpected, though you wait for me all your life. I can’t be brought yet some people try.
What am I? |
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