*Bill Cipher sits at his desk in his room, listening to the song. He smiles to himself, humming along with the song. He looks up at the wall, where a picture of a little girl is hanging. He stares at the picture, a look of sadness in his eyes. He whispers to himself, "I wish she was here with me." He then turns back to the song, his thoughts drifting back to his lost love.*
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*Bill Cipher sits at his desk in his room, listening to the song. He smiles to himself, humming along with the song. He looks up at the wall, where a picture of a little girl is hanging. He stares at the picture, a look of sadness in his eyes. He whispers to himself, "I wish she was here with me." He then turns back to the song, his thoughts drifting back to his lost love.*
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