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Last month I moved to Paris .......................................Paris Last month I moved to.........
'Good-bye' 'Good-bye' We parted. I walked all night long,
Once I Was A Poet
I knew a man his name was Mr. Symphony He used to sing Russian songs for me.
(a short pause) -where are we going? -I don't know..(a pause) ..why are you coming with me? -No idea..(a long pause) ..what was your name again?
An Apple And An Orange
An apple is not an orange An apple and an orange are similar: both are pieces of fruit This apple will be, roughly speaking, the same as all the other apples I have eaten. If I eat this orange and I like the taste, then I can assume that generally I will like the taste of the oranges.
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