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| This is all that is left for me. I can't escape from this dream. I can't seem to awaken myself. | |
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A journey through life ... Youth to Euthanasia.
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| Meetings like this can't possibly be coincidence. Tell me you feel the same way. | |
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| We are too different. Obviously, you would be less grotesque if you were bonded with my soul. | |
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| Perhaps you are wrong. We SHALL meet again. Perhaps under different circumstance. | |
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