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death, a form of birth |
| and when night fell they left the whole lot of them in their wake laid clothes tattered and torn, attatched to lifeless dolls. i saw the very man, who burned those 1000 children. their pets were not spared. it was indeed quite beautiful. those adults, now born, were here, and they made life. and bruned it all to ashes. and it was indeed quite beautiful. this town destroyed and all those beautiful people, were gone. they all moved on to better, indeed quite beautiful places. |