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// The Game //

People are out here are trying to survive, playing that game so that they can get that prize, but don’t be surprised if that game fed you lies. It's disguise that’ll lead you down to your own demise.
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19 / M
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Written by
_Visceral__
19 / M
Published
Oct 27, 2018
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#game#people#fakes#lies#thesystem
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