Déjà Vu
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My name is Sonata Dusk...
And I'm trapped here...
I don't know why I'm here...
I don't know how I got here...
I don't want to keep going like this...
But I don't have a choice...
I just don't want to wind up like her...
(Originally published on Fimfiction by me. Just re-posting it here for anyone interested.)
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