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canon is Swan Lake
So many months, my mun. So many months have passed since you last deigned to glance in my direction. Must I so be scorned again? Is it my fate, to be forgotten? By everyone... By Siegfried. By you.
Perhaps I have been nought for so long now, I no longer remember how to be someone.
Perhaps I have been nought for so long now, I no longer remember how to be someone.

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However...to be considered 'no one? That's harsh.