Hello, is she here?
Oh, she moved last year, she took a train to the south pole.
The south pole?
She informed me that she was looking for a new start, a new country, and a raw wound.
Take me instead, I’m still young, my skin is soft for your blades, and my blood is a centenary aroma.
Fresh meat for your appetites, I know life isn't fair, and I need to learn.
Hello, are you here?

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