i used to have visions
of a little girl
dressed in threads
from another century
she watched over me
as i laid
bare in the bath
at first i was scared
but then she was comfort to me
until she wrapped her hands
around my neck
and disappeared
forever//this is true, i'm not sure if i was going insane or what, but this happened to me.//
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