Masochist
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She is Dianne Rosh.
Sometimes she's not.
She is someone else.
Sometimes she's gone.
She is a masochist.
Sometimes she's not.
She was lost.
I'm lost too.
We found each other..
Now, we are One.
We are Dianne Rosh.
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