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Re: The 1st annual Squall Leonheart Tournament
Not sure...maybe sometime when we get more than 7 people...
I have to train anyway...soo much inactivity...XD
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My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return.
LOVELESS - Act III
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