Gratitude is the memory of the heart. |
Gratitude is the memory of the heart. |
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Great play. You have to tip your hat. |
Greater is our terror of the unknown. |
Greene played like a monster tonight. |
Greet Amplias my beloved in the Lord. |
Ground Truth: After the Killing Ends. |
Guilt is anger directed at ourselves. |
Guilt is anger directed at ourselves. |
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