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I can't help how brutal my words are sold I neverĀ meant to be the one to turn your blood cold you grew into a monster with red eyes lacking control told me I was bold to stumble out of such a destructive role but that soon IdĀ fail burn with no soul as he screams this is my favorite show.

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