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A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night. 3 b ~! H6 e( U1 w9 h* O8 S4 b
They loved each other a lot. $ x2 n7 i( t1 E6 |! r
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Girl:" slow down a little. I'm scared. "
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* H+ r4 S- x9 Y4 L- |! s WBoy: "No, it's so fun." & [6 ]6 g- g% ~- e6 |
& { y5 s, W9 \& F! ]Girl: "please... it's so scary." * n7 j+ R2 [3 Q9 s8 x
1 v: @$ g0 J' s% b7 ?+ a) aBoy: "Then say that you love me."
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Boy: "Give me a big hug."
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The girl gave him a big hug. ! d4 G2 V$ v2 A9 Q& z
2 }; i4 I2 V8 a2 V i4 qGirl: "Now can you slow down?" + l7 @8 }5 C4 `4 D$ n
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Boy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and
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The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had
6 W; u' I& a( w ]7 p7 Hcrashed into a building because its brakes were broken. 8 S5 _% {+ C0 K! ]: ]# M
There were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the
6 S6 M3 c: v) Kother had survived...
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The guy knew that the brakes were broken. He didn't want to let the girl know, because he knew that the girl would have gotten scared.
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Instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from ! f* I8 J5 C5 v4 u2 d
her, put his helmet on her so that she can live, and die himself...
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% B" w9 |/ y: W( v1 q: \( W: VOnce in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life,
1 z% [! G, t, ^9 s9 mLove gives us a fairy tale.. |
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