peter, you promised! where are you? i need you to get me out of here. out of all this misery and despair and terribleness. you were my only hope and now i can't break the skin. i can't manage to break you out of the prison of my dancing veins. i'm so sorry..drowning is a cruel death but you should be grateful. not everybody has de honor of dying in my bloodstream.
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