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If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. In the ice or in the sun, it's all the same. Yet, I feel my heart is aching. Though it doesn't beat, it's breaking. And the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real. I know that I am dead, yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
99806 2021-10-10 08:48:29 113.39 98%
99268 2021-09-27 10:14:19 128.22 99%