It's time to leave.
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I was taken away from my home. It wasn't where I belonged.
That part of town was for people who actually had something to live for, I had nothing.
Discoville used to be filled with happiness and love, now it's changed for the worse.
The city was created to allow musicians to live together in harmony, but the happiness all ended when the rulers became crazy with power.
I can no longer stay in this disgusting place, I have to leave.
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