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The Blue Sky (Part 3)

“Blue sky,
Blue sky.
Help me find myself out there.
I know, ooh, I know, I’m not far off,
Just help break out of these cuffs.”
Alina sang softly to herself.

Just one look in a mirror, and she could make her own desisions…

Thats, what she’ll do…Ask for a mirror…

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