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The game is finished. Why is it private?
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Last seen in San Francisco
“Scorched by the rays My quest is relentless My spirit is desperate To find comfort in the arms of her remedy Chasing a face That has no reflection The lights of salvation Disappear into the shadows of the sand”
Harry
Hoppel Sitting on a Chair while Screaming (this is a progress image believe it or not)
I knew his time was coming, and still it hurts. Rest in peace Hoppel.
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