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... rapped itself around the entire western hemisphere. Seven days since the last kiss, the last confession, the last moment of warmth. Seven days since I felt like I could breathe. Seven days since I was anything more than the Devil.
But if I thought it was shitty being the Devil in charge of Hell, being the Balance on Earth was so much worse. It really was no wonder I ran away from the throne and the crown. Hell, I’m tempted to do it again right now.
For the first time in a while, ...
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