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... rrily, merrily, merrily, merrily. Life is but a ....~ DREAM~~" Opening his eyes Rosso felt hollow. He didn’t know why such a song played in his mind, to whom that wonderful voice belonged that sang this song for him. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
’What is this language?’ He asked, finding it odder than the one he was aware of. And for some reason, he knew the meaning of it all. ’Memory?" Rosso spoke, looking around the small boat before turning in a certain direction again. ’Master, ple ...
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