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Tricks


I will kill him.

He took away my father. 

I will not let him continue these ways of killing. 

Just the way he walks, just the way he talks, sends cold-blooded torment

running up my spine 

and through my skull. 

I am beauty and he is beast. 

Even beauty can avenge her father. 

Even beauty can trick a beast into falling in love.

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