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    To live in the world that doesn't exist, in the bustling forest of death, I wait, to welcome you home but my very presence is nothing but a hindrance in your eyes, you look the other way when I am near, it is pure torture to me. And yet........... You can't escape from me, I'm the chain that keeps you in your litt...

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