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Thank the Reaper |
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By Gundam Bravo |
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Neither the Gundam Pilots, nor their mecha
or their universe belong to me, I merely twist them to my evil little will
on occasion. Don't sue me! |
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"Thank The Reaper" is the property of
Jenni Bravo, all rights reserved. |
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Thank the Reaper |
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He takes away the
pain |
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The memories fade, the songs die
away |
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All things die away |
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"Duo! Get out of there!" Heero's voice
registered so faintly through Deathscythe's cockpit that Duo almost paid
no attention.
"I can't leave now, Heero." |
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"It's a trap! Get out of there or they'll
kill you!" In some part of Duo's mind, a triumphant grin erupted. Heero
was worried about him! He did care! But Duo made no move to acknowledge
Heero's words.
"I am Shinigami. Death cannot die, Heero." Duo turned
to look at Wing nearby. "We cannot die." |
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"Duo..." Heero sounded fainter... the
system must be faulty, Duo thought. "We're going to die
today." |
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"No!" for the first time since they had
arrived and been attacked the haze of battle left his eyes, his vision
clearing. Wing was battered and heavily damaged... a screen appeared in
front of his face. Had Heero lost that much blood? Surely it wasn't as
much as it looked like... |
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"Duo..." he looked up. Wing's pilot's
spiky mop of brown hair was matted with blood and clung to his skull.
"Duo... it's the end." A small smile on a face that never smiled. Duo was
struck by the strangeness of the expression on Heero's stony face. Even
during their most tender moments, his koi had never smiled often. It was a
gentle smile, awkward and out of place on the features of the Perfect
Soldier. |
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"No... Heero..." Duo reached towards the
screen as it vanished in a burst of static and for the first time felt his
own wounds. Bruised and battered, he couldn't remember being tossed around
the cockpit enough to warrant this... He blinked his eyes; one eye
wouldn't open without some difficulty. Blood. Blood all over him. Shards
from the cockpit's interior were imbedded in his arm and face. A hand
reached up to touch his face; it came away a dark crimson. So much
blood... |
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"Duo! Behind you!" Quatre's voice was thin
through the static. A blinding flash of light... There was a scream,
though whether it was out loud or inside his head, Duo had no idea. He was
paralyzed. Everything was frozen in time, there was no time, only now,
only that instant. |
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"Heero... I love you..." |
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"I love you, too, Duo." There was a tenderness in his eyes I've never seen
before... |
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"Duo no baka." Yeah,
Heero, I love you too.
"Omae o korosu." But
you can't, can you, koi? |
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"Cut your hair."
You'd never forgive me. |
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"If you ever cut your hair, I'll kill you." See? |
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"Please... don't make me kill you..." You couldn't do it... You care for me as much as
I care for you... |
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"Shut up." I can't
help talking when I'm happy. And you make me happy. |
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"I love you, too, Duo." Forever, Heero? I promise... |
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Heero... I love
you... |
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Death can't die... |
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But in Death lies an
escape... |
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Freedom mere mortals never
experience... |
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Relief from the
fighting... |
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Peace at last... |
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Forgive me... |
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HEERO! |
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Thank the Reaper |
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He brings the silence |
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The words are lost, faces
forgotten |
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All things die away |
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"Duo... It's the end..." Heero managed a
weak smile before terminating communication. Then he slumped over,
bringing his hand away from his abdomen. Not even he could survive the
loss of so much blood. His vision was hazy, he couldn't breathe... there
was a movement behind Duo... a scream from the Shinigami pilot made him
look up, his vision clearing for just long enough to see the one thing
he'd hoped he'd never have to witness... |
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"NO!" |
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"Heero... I love you..." |
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Heero cried out as Deathscythe exploded in
a myriad of sparks and shrapnel. He couldn't move, the salty tears on his
face stung as they crossed the cuts and mingled with his blood to pool on
his cheeks. His face twisted with a grimace as he swung Wing around for
the last time. They had killed Duo... his Duo... and for that
they would die... Better that they had killed him. He screamed and threw
himself at the attacking mobile suits, slashing left and right with a beam
saber that was rapidly using up the last of Wing's energy reserves. When
it was gone, he stood alone, untouched in the blackness of space,
surrounded on every side by a ring of enemy suits. A metal angel, a tool
of destruction and the bringer of salvation to those he touched. Then the
attack came as the other suits overwhelmed the helpess, dying
Gundam. |
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A blinding light, a freezing blackness, a
burning pain and an instant of revelation... |
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"I love you, Heero!"
I love you too, koi... more than you can know... |
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"Where would I be without you?" you laugh... but I would be worthless without you by my
side... |
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"What? Cut my hair? Not on your
life!" good... it's
beautiful... you're beautiful... |
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"Are you gonna sit in front of the computer all
day?" Oh yes... the
computer's there... I've been watching you instead. |
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"If you self-destruct again, I'll kill you!" I can't kill myself now... not now that I have
something to live for... |
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"Some people just don't appreciate the true beauty of
life." I appreciate you...
you are the only true beauty in my life, Duo... you are my life... forgive
me... |
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I never expected death so
soon... |
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A blessing to one
undeserving... |
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I fought for peace... |
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Perhaps now I will find
it... |
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I love you... |
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I'll join you soon... |
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DUO! |
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3 |
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Say goodbye |
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The world is ending |
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Make your peace |
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And fade away |
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"Duo! Behind you!" Quatre called out
weakly. The fragile blond pilot had taken more damage than anyone else
had, his suit wasn't intended for space battles and would never be able to
fully compete with the others. Trowa had stayed around his gentle lover
even on the battlefield, protecting him and taking much of the damage
intended for the Sandrock Gundam. But Heavyarms was not invincible, and
together the sheer numbers of the enemy troops had worn them down. Now
Quatre was desperately trying to warn a dying Duo of the danger behind him
- backup troops. |
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"NO!" Heero's anguished voice echoed
through Quatre's cockpit and his eyes filled with tears. Duo was gone. A
second explosion marked Heero's exit from the mortal realm moments later.
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"Together again... forever..." Quatre
murmured, turning his head with difficulty to look out and see Heavyarms,
floating uselessly in space as near to him as possible. "Trowa?" nothing.
"Trowa!" |
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"Quatre... hush, little one..." tears
rolled down the Arabian pilot's cheeks at the sound of the soft voice he
knew so well. "It will all be over soon." |
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"I don't want to leave you,
Trowa..." |
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"I'm going with you, Quatre... I won't
leave you alone... I promise..." Trowa coughed, and Quatre could see blood
trickling from his mouth. "We're going to be together always..." the
mobile suits were advancing upon the pair. Out of ammunition and lacking
enough energy reserves to move their suits far enough away to buy any
time, the wounded boys awaited the fate that overcame them in seconds that
lasted an eternity. |
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"I love you, Trowa." |
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"I love you too, little one." I know... |
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"Hush, little one, I'm here." Thank you... you're always there... |
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"Quatre, do you think this will
last?" Until my dying
breath and beyond, koi... |
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"How can we fight so hard for a peace that seems
unreachable?" We fight for
those who can't fight... we fight to protect our families... those we
love... each other... |
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"Wait for me, Quatre." I would never leave you behind... |
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"I love you." I will
always love you, Trowa... |
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Death is so inviting to those who are
weary of fighting... |
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I will wait for you,
Trowa. |
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Don't take too
long... |
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I'll be lonely without
you... |
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TROWA! |
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Say goodnight |
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The final bow |
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One last kiss, |
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Then fade away |
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"We're going to be together
always..." |
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"I love you, Trowa." There was a blast
that finally destroyed Sandrock's defenses. Trowa looked up in time to see
Quatre's smiling face, marred only by a few trickles of blood, before the
transmission ended and Sandrock was demolished. |
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"Now for me... Take me to him." Trowa spat
blood onto the floor of the cockpit. "I won't live without him." He closed
his eyes in his last seconds, remembering Quatre's smile. An angel on the
battlefield, his Quatre... fallen from heaven to grace the presence of
mortals, returned now. "Please," he whispered. "Take me with
you..." |
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An explosion answered his
plea. |
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"I love you..." |
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"Why do we fight, Trowa?" For peace, little one. For each other. For our
future. |
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"You love me?" You
were so surprised the first time I said it... But how could I
not? |
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"Don't leave
me..." I will never leave
you. |
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"I wish we didn't have to fight." I wish I could protect you from the ugly sights
of the battlefield. |
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"Forget about me, you have to help the
others!" I will never
forget about you, koi. You are first. Always. |
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The fight is over... |
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My final
performance... |
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Goodbye... |
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Hello, Quatre... |
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I've missed you... |
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I love you... |
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QUATRE! |
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5 |
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Just one more time |
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Face the Reaper |
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Then go with him |
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Quietly |
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"There is no shame in dying on the
battlefield, Nataku." Wufei said quietly. "Nataku... you were strong...
very strong... I could not keep you ahead of them. Forgive me." He lowered
his head, watching as his blood dripped onto the controls. "I am wounded,
Nataku, as are you. But we cannot back down now. We will die fighting,
with honor! That is how it should be!" Wufei reached for the controls,
which were jarred from his hand by a sudden impact. Parts of mobile suits
had slammed into the Shenlong Gundam - parts of the suits used by his
companions... Wufei's eyes widened. "We fight alone, Nataku. We will die
fighting for them!" A blast shot out and a mobile suit was stopped dead.
But there were more, so many more, swarming towards him. Wufei screamed a
challenge. "Dead, lifeless dolls! I will not be destroyed at the hands of
soulless machines! I cannot be!" Shenlong moved sluggishly on such low
power. All the Gundams had fought too hard for too long. The final battle
was a crushing defeat... they could not compete with the sheer numbers.
Wufei slammed his fist down on the controls. "There is no justice!
Defeated by mobile dolls... Not even the honor of dying at the hands of a
warrior!" His eyes narrowed. "If I'm going to die... You're going with
me!" He pushed his Gundam to its limits, charging straight ahead into the
mass of mobile suits. They kept firing... as he approached the thickest
part of the cloud of dolls and manned suits; he could feel the heat from
their blasts. |
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Forgive me, Nataku... I could not be
stronger... |
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I will die without ensuring
justice... |
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But Perhaps... with no one left who can
truly fight... |
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Perhaps there will be peace
now... |
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I knew peace, once... |
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Meiran... I have returned to
you... |
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Hello, Nataku... |
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Thank the
Reaper |
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Thank the
Reaper |
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He takes away the
pain |
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The memories fade, the songs die
away |
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All things die
away |
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Thank the
Reaper |
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He brings the
silence |
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The words are lost, faces
forgotten |
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All things die
away |
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The fire burns, erasing the
memories |
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Time passes, healing the
wounds |
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The scythe falls once more, take me
with you |
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Thank the Reaper, he brings me
peace |
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Say goodbye |
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The world is
ending |
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Make your
peace |
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And fade away |
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Say goodnight |
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The final bow |
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One last kiss, |
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Then fade away |
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The fire burns, erasing
memories |
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Time passes, healing the
wounds |
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The scythe falls once more, take me
with you |
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Thank the Reaper, he'll bring you
peace |
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Just one more
time |
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Face the
Reaper |
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Then go with
him |
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Quietly |
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Say your prayers, the Reaper's
coming |
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The fire burns, fueling
memories |
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Time passes, opening the
wounds |
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The scythe falls once more, take me
with you |
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Reaper... bring me
peace |
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