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“The pain is in the silence in the saying nothing that one feels. Although it consumed him he said nothing. And nothing’s far greater than not saying a word it leaves too many doors open, soon you’ll be drowning in possibilities.”

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Book:Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
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Book:Winnie-the-Pooh
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Author:مي عز الدين
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Book:長い夜の国と最後の舞踏会 1 ～ひとりぼっちの公爵令嬢と真夜中の精霊～
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