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May 2016
She watched them all pick up their broken pieces before dawn came and made them mask their sadness into the depths of their hearts. Oh how they hoped that the sun would sink below the horizon so they could be who they truly were “broken monsters”.
Queen-Midas
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Queen-Midas  16/F/KSA
(16/F/KSA)   
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     ---, Queen-Midas and Rapunzoll
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