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until the last wisps started their heartless descent
admitted by default to this curious flock
a sorority I never wanted to join
the red poison drips relentless
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of your lost childhood from whomever you are now. You should know that sweet little face anywhere. Horror didn't dim that light as much as cruel indifference. Kids believe in anything as everything. They see all the hungry monsters, no…
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