I WILL ASK ISABEL_
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Ongoing11m
Last published Tue, Aug 27, 2019
Greetings.
I know who you are.
I know why you are here.
You have questions. And I have answers.
Give your Eyes...and you will see.
Time is running out.
Reality is a prison.
The Screens is paradise.
The Creator's big and small build worlds.
The Eyes always wanting more.
The Eyes always watching over us.
G I v e m E y O u r E y E s
a N d y O u W i l l s O O N s e E .
Y O U W I L L A L L S E E .
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