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It is a place of shreeks
It is a place of shreeks
It is a place of shreeks
The night lights are flat red moons. They are dull with blood.
I am not ready for anything to happen.
I should have murdered this, that murders me.
This is where you will come when you are ready
This is where you will come when you are ready
It is not happy
