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An elegant dance
Deadly spirals of color Welcome to hell, bitch The behemoth came The screen, set unto fire the bullets, they rained down But only a man With a single gun, behold; filled the world with death The evil flew at us No room, we rushed for safety Nigh impossible ~The above by Tiscooler Giant fog of caps Obfuscates line of sight and Implodes viscera. if you can beat these games, you can dodge rain easy. Here they come, ten thousand shots Let's see you dodge this. But damn hard to avoid this: the million of them.
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