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The child had always expressed her joy with hearty laughs and enjoyed silly jests more than anyone, but not now.
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The child’s true nature wasn’t that bright exterior.
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Perhaps treating others with kind smiles and friendship was how she chose to ease her job of taking lives.
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The child’s blade is swift. In the blink of an eye, before any can notice, her sword has already bisected its victim.
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No expression colors the child’s face in the midst of it all.
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No sorrow, no joy, no smiles nor tears.
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But, when the child steps forward to meet her colleagues, her face will be painted.
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Cracking jokes and laughing like there’s nary a woe.
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I doubt anyone knows.
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What this child… is like when she’s taking on jobs alone.
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World of the Shi Association Southern Branch Identity Stories
