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I have left the bird cage. I must say, Ohtori's constant perfection became a bore after the years I spent there. The splender of the roses and the smiles so sweet. One would come to believe they lived within a dream to be there for so long. The world seems a bit better than that stupid little dream.
Though, my motives have no changed.
The chess board has just moved.
I won't miss her at all. None of them. No miracles.
Rewrite the fairytale, right?
Though, my motives have no changed.
The chess board has just moved.
I won't miss her at all. None of them. No miracles.
Rewrite the fairytale, right?