Chapter One Hundred and Twenty: Finally Each will Pay The Ultimate Price Part Three
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Fate bit like an enraged hound,
What was to be refused to turn around,
Of all that appeared to be bound,
Was a truth in a faint sound,
Lingering like light wisp of lie,
But surely unyielding and reluctant to die,
To run was foolish, but surely she'd try,
For it was hard to accept something to painful to the eye,
But fate bit like a pixilated hound,
And it will continue to be as long as her heart can still pound,
In denial she held on to that wisp of lie,
But surely to be was to be just as to break was the night sky,
Fate bit like a murderous hound
And what was to be was steady and abound
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