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Love is trash
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
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Forget about it and move on
I don't prefer hair
Mother
Both private and public recognition
I don't have a preference
Try to donate
Humble
Guide
Italian
a cruise ride all alone with my lovable one
Hard for me to get tears
Yes
Having more ego
Winter
No way
Europe
Pig
Morning
May be chase and then pursue
Alchohol