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"Why can't you be perfect" the man muttered into one of the many elegant porcelain dolls he had lined up along the walls of the otherwise withered room.

A muffled sound came from a bag just across the room.

"She will be the one..." he stared into the now emotionless eyes of the young girl.

"She will be perfect"

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νσтє αи∂ ¢σммєит уσυя σριиισиѕ σи тнєѕє ѕρσσку ѕтσяιєѕ fσя мσяє єєяιє ¢σитєит
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