Please Pan
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Last published Tue, Jun 23, 2015
"why my dear sweet child I live to help the people like you lost alone and helpless just submit and it will all be better "
Pan may have had a couple things right I might if been lost I might of been alone but the one thing I wasn't was helpless and with that I ran
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