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★ the large feline was resting below the tree that was in their territory just by the lake, a paper at his paws as he wrote something down. once upon a time he had been told to write down the lyrics when he came up with songs, and since it was from a person he had begun to care for even though he was supposed to have his jerkish personality, he had sought to follow it. anyway, since they had died, he had never gotten to start up that band they were supposed to have. sad life.
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