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You see, there used to be a penguin.
I wasn't so lonely back then.
Not as much as now.
I used to wonder what a funny little creature could have done to end up like me.
She must have not liked penguins.
But the penguin is gone now
Like I said before.
The ice around him melted a long time ago.
one day, the penguin went and waddled away.
But, I'm still here.
They Came and Cut Our Arms OffI'm almost there,
I can almost reach you.
Just reach out a little more.
I can almost reach you now,
I'm almost there!
(Just wait a little more.)
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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