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Dear Miss ,

Have you noticed that you walked across a river of glass?
Feet all cut up, but you were healed with golden bandages.
I tried to come up to you, but you didn't hear me.
Then you melted into a puddle of skies.
I'm not surprised you haven't entered the hospital of the
dutchess.

Entered the theater. Strapped in our seat.
The air grew silent. Light started rolling.

The room was familiar. So I walked into the gallery.
The painted faces stared back without a blink. Even living
others who didn't take notice. I pranced around to start
gambling and shifting through the art pieces that were colored red.

After hours had already come. No turning back now.
Forth into the darkness. You've been here once.
Though... nothing had grasped. Come back tomorrow before sun falls.
Shift into this fun carnival.



The Unsuspecting,
Ruins.