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by kelly waldron Dec 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Dear child you must come here they are coming for you my child your time is so very near they are out to get you little one run as fast as you can run wild run free they could never find you child as long as you don't follow me they rip the skin and flesh The are the misery ones if they ever find you they have won the shadows are everywhere stay away from shadows stay away from night keep to the meadows keep to the light they are coming my child I can sense the misery are here good bye my child I bid a fair well child,your future isn't clear