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There's a kind of love called brotherhood.
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Categories: metropolis
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Youth is never the passing of an empty dream, and all the time, will be lost through the fingers, noiselessly. But it is those raw palpitations, blushing heartbeats, obsessive misses, repressed impulses, passionate impulsive confessions, ignorant losses, and youthful indiscretions that have become the mark of youth. Who was it who said - most of our adult...