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Ongoing, First published Feb 09, 2020
Inspired by the song "Doubt it" by The Amazons.

A not ideally functioning family, a mysterious girl, a dream, and some hope.
Will there be a better future? Can terrible things come together to make something better? And can you fight and sacrifice? Is this reality or madness?
Sins can be so tempting.

"It's the devil's desire (oh, yeah)
I don't wanna be saved (it's that time)
Push me over the edge (push me)
Take my doubts to the grave (to the grave)

If you need it, don't you doubt it
Won't need to worry about it
If you feel it, don't you doubt it
Only feel lonely without it"
-The Amazons

//Please give me feedback whether this is something you are interested in or how to make it more interesting, as I am still learning. Thanks a lot  and I hope you'll enjoy this piece.//
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