No AudioI sit on some nearby rubble, looking at the stars, wondering where it all went wrong; The chaos, the bloodshed, the death. I hum a tune my mother used to sing to me when I was younger.
No AudioI sit on some nearby rubble, looking at the stars, wondering where it all went wrong; The chaos, the bloodshed, the death. I hum a tune my mother used to sing to me when I was younger.
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