The Hunger Games-

The Hunger Games-

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 27, 2021
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I hold the poisonous berries in my hand, raising to my lips, knowing that we will die soon and my torture will finally end after all this time. I look around me and see some of the most skilled and nicest people. Im not sad, i wouldn't change this ending for anything. Wondering how i got here..
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