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Soft. Softly came
The swift escape Out of the surrounding pain. It took the girl by the hand, Calling... Calling her name in sweet caress. Step after step Following the calm, Loving, voice. She slid deeper, and deeper Into the abyss. BEEEEEEEEEP The awful sound of death And then the screaming silence. No more waiting, Helpless mourning, She was gone.
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