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Once upon a time, I was free from the spell, I was a free creature in this game, This disgustingly twisted game, The world didn't cry, When i walked out of my door, Or when i woke in the hazy morning, But now i hear the deafning screams, Of the world oh so wronged, The blood that drips, From the wounds of the hurt, Are a symbol of the pains, The pains that mainy feel, But too few share.
