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This is it. Clocks stand still. Life lost its rhythm ten minutes after midnight and you are the very last of us, overlooking this toxic playgroun… Read More
This is it. Clocks stand still. Life lost its rhythm ten minutes after midnight and you are the very last of us, overlooking this toxic playground, this aftermath of your masters. Avoid breathing, little boy. Read Less
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