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After she had gone through most of the songs she knew, she sand and old one that she said she had written herself.
I'd love to cook a stew for you But I have no pot. I'd love to knit a scarf for you But I have no wool. I'd love to write a poem for you But I have no pen. "It's called 'I Have Nothing,'" Midori announced. It was a truly terrible song, both words and music. --from H. Murakami's "Norwegian Wood" (badass, yet pretty sad book too)
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yes that really sucked
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