3″he sits in his bed, Looking at his hands, Bandages while vials and Tubes Connect to his arm, the sounds of birds and water from the garden outside the sliding doors, with the banger of Servants cleaning…..i hate it here………why….why….
3″he sits in his bed, Looking at his hands, Bandages while vials and Tubes Connect to his arm, the sounds of birds and water from the garden outside the sliding doors, with the banger of Servants cleaning…..i hate it here………why….why….
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