Who lit the match?
It wasn't me I swear!
Blazing destruction
Who lit the match, no one knows
Someone, put it out!
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Daniel Star. Gazer
Just know that I will do my best... After all, as a Dreamer, it is my duty to work hard, otherwise my dream will never come true.
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Those destructions seems to be everywhere. So sad