She Who Plays With Lives

She Who Plays With Lives

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I heard their screams, they were calling my name. I didn't look back... Not once. My vision blurred as I kept running. I was running on adrenaline itself. My lungs burned with the fire of one thousand suns. I dropped to my knees and my shoulders heaved as a sob escaped my lips. They're dead...their all dead
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