Zero deaths...
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There truly were no deaths...
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Hands did not die...
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Perhaps since; Even a mere thought would've prevented this...
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Why would they leave anyways?
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It felt perfect!
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Everything existed!
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Nothing left out...
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And yet, why did they complain?
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Day, upon day; Multiple rather painfully incessant noises echoed from within the machine...
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Unearthing hidden rage...