Invoked Tragedy

Invoked Tragedy

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This is a sequel of The Pretenders. 'As kids we fall in love with the sea, cause from the shore you think its always crystal clear from start to end. But what happens if you reach the dark, cold, and mysterious bottom? Would it be as enjoyable? Are you going to be afraid? Or are you going to learn how to swim to the shore?' the medium said. 'You'll see miss, i don't really enjoy calm waters. It's the other way around'
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