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Cherry

Jon

You probably didn't expect anyone to approach you. You do look a bit intimidating with those tatoos on your head.

Night Music

And our song begins to call out In soft minor keys Tonight children will die! Tonight children will die!

Swoon

Even the lightest breeze of His breath Upon her neck She would swoon And melt like ice-cream on the floor.
Cherry

Little Things From The Day

In aisle seven a woman is making a scene. The woman is shrieking. Heads are turning and people are starting to stare from the corner of their beady eyes.

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