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She stares at the sky in all its poisonous glory: The acidic clouds which erupted into flames spewing passion. It seems in these recent days the contrast between night and day no longer exists; there are only long hours filled with screams and sighs. Nothing goes right anymore, but she is used to it. She barely notices those ice blue shards burning
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2) Don't ever for a second wonder why I dislike you so much. You already know.
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