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[teentitansrobin]

Death was nothing like what people described, Robin decided. No white light, no peaceful, detached feeling. Just this horrible blackness, and the pain all around him. He could hear, feel, see, every instance of that day, all those years ago, playing over and over again. His mother, father, and brothers screaming as Two-Face shot them down. His own

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