One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.

392Solemn whispers determine nothing. they can’t bloom. They are a kind of preposterous metaphor. Everything conspires to harm you and there is nothing you can do against it. Everyone is miserable but just a few know it.



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