My sister tells them that the person whom they are calling for has died and it is quite inconsiderate of them to be calling at such a time.
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There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend And there's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend ... I guess if someone doesn't love you back, it isn't such a crime, But there's a fine, fine line between love, and a waste of time. ... And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore. I don't think you even know what you're looking for For my own sanity, I've got to close the door, And walk away...
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