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I was lifted from the darkness. These wings began to grow. Alas I am free, drifting elegantly amongst those of peace. Drifting, drifting so far, and I become aware that I am alone again. A deep breath, I hear nothing but. All fears emerge again. Cold and forsaken I am struck down. Wings I created, too weak to fly-only drift. They are torn from me. Falling and bleeding i descend back to my dark side, the one I am so flirtatious with. And my hopes arise that I will see you there.

Those pissing voices. Hoew theydisturbed me last night. Trapped. I begged myself to get the knife.