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Love Is An Act (I Wanna Keep Performing) | Popee x Fem! Reader

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The parched lands of granulated sand sank your shoes into them, heavy sandstorms from the east blinded your sore as blurry vision. Your heavy body was going limp, your raspy voice barely could speak, you might die of thirst and starvation at any minute. It has been ever so long since you last seen society, any form of a living creature, you don't even remember how you got here, but you're here, suffering... These endless beats of agony of this Largo-paced death song, just Accelerando your misery...All Rights Reserved

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