The music had begun and the rain had started to fall down the desolated island of tears. You were there; hiding in the tiny nutshell you built all your life to protect you from all external forces. You were there crying yourself out in disgust as you hugged your pitiful form. You were there, where all the lights were darkened and where the cold
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Life's like a dream, sometimes i wonder when i'll be waking up
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Yumi~
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