I'm not scared of a little forest - Natruallyamess101
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Hypothetical theories turning like a slow twisted knob aching through the corners of the mystic road knowledge drowning in this swamp of the dark side curled to the Bone on the other side of that surrounds us.
The knowledge defines the stereotypical dread is the knowledge that brings us back towards the mist of life. To the others that we never see that they see us and Dread of the night when the clock strikes three.
but the other wonders of the upside down world as a ghost that hunt tonight on clock strike three in the midst of The Meadows of mirrors in the dark days that's all you see at the night hidden in The whispers beyond the Galaxy in beyond the Misty nights.
