Embracing the Darkness

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Parts 7
Time 48m

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I killed a nameless boy.  A nameless boy that inhabitted my head.  A nameless boy that harrassed my memories and dreams.  He and I share the same face and fear, and we grew to despise the world of nature.  

And that boy was me.All Rights Reserved

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