masquerade
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we keep dancing because the music tells us to. I am singing to block out the voices in my head. we wear masks so no one can see that we would rather be at home. no party like the masquerade.
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Gulf sat on the cold floor of the dungeon with an aching body crying silently, his hands then subconsciously went to his swollen stomach 'I have to be strong for my children' he thought and tried to put himself together. 'I will make your life miserable Gulf, I was so blinded by a stupid love....this is just the beginning' Mew thought angrily to himself while watching the guards torture the heavily pregnant Gulf.

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