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Created on: October 03, 2007
Can you hear them? The voices grow louder with every passing day. First a screeching.. and then they began to talk.. What are they saying? Wouldn't you like to know. Asking of me such things I cannot do... Demanding of me things I cannot speak of.. Tormenting me relentlessly day and night.. Never-ending horrid chatter... Make it stop, please make it stop..! The voices are silent appeased for now, I did their dirty deed... May god have Mercy on my soul..
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