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Some huge lists here, so I'll just be concise. The day I finished my matric exams (Grade 12), I went home, lay on my bed, and listened to "Your Loving Arms" by Billy Ray Martin over and over for about an hour. It just seemed right...
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In the forest, there's a monster. And he looks so very much like me. Won't someone hearing me screaming, "Please save me, please rescue me!"
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