But then I found myself in the deep grave that with blind eyes and desperate hands I've dug.
But was to late for the corpse, too late that it was so soon to recover those shattered pieces of my inner self, soul.
And yet being shattered were tinglying life, and then I discovered a last chance for me to survive.
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