The clock declares a state of despair as it ticks exactly four o'clock in the morning, whilst I am struggling to descend the height of..yet another..breakdown.
I am afraid to say..at the rate that my tears are going, I judge that the recent neck-level flood in the Philippines might have some competition.
There is a good number of times that I feel
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