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ALICE BELLINI

I can hear your voice at night, even when I'm with myself.

I can hear you singing, even if I have to face the pain alone.

Please cut off that side of my face...

"Sorry, I can't. It will cost your life."the doctor says.

"Please, I beg of you! Cut him off, otherwise I shall decease."

Cut, cut, cut it myself...

Cut the both sides off.

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