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Diary of nomad

My house was perpetually filled with people who celebrated me. They observed my every move and creation with bated breath, applauding me along the way. Chatters and laughter were plentiful in reaction to my quips, and everyone was filled with hope for my future. They believed I might be the next.

Diary of nomad

My house was perpetually filled with people who celebrated me. They observed my every move and creation with bated breath, applauding me along the way. Chatters and laughter were plentiful in reaction to my quips, and everyone was filled with hope for my future. They believed I might be the next.

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