@ffyyff

!attack south And the stone word fell On my still living chest. No matter, I was ready, I'll cope with this somehow. I have a lot to do today: I need to kill my memory completely, I need to make my soul turn to stone, I need to learn to live again. Or else... The hot rustle of summer Like a holiday outside my window. I've long had a premonition of this Bright day and empty house.

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