4382 Days

4382 Days

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Only special people are told their number. I am one of them. Mine is 4382. I was told this by the faeries. The faeries come to visit me sometimes. They tell me important things about the future. Things that nobody else knows. The faeries are my friends. I will be one of them eventually - I just need to die. They told me yesterday.
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