Ivan
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Back Bitten
Took your hand. Breathed your air. What's the use? When you stabbed me on my back. And suffocated me till I gave up. Then were you happy?
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M Y S T E R Y
She the gem I was looking for Through the mist and through the wild. I searched everywhere. Never knew you'd be up above ; A shining star. The whole time. . //Mystery . ~spells~
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