Viola Warbeck (
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peckenpaugh2020-05-22 06:40 pm
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What grows when you think of it and hurts when you truly know it?
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[Aris]
I donβt have anything to say. Iβd just like to talk to you.
[Desmond]
Happy Birthday, Des.
[.....]
[Aris]
I donβt have anything to say. Iβd just like to talk to you.
[Desmond]
Happy Birthday, Des.
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i found this [...] kid, one of the gatekeepers? or something. he was real fucked up and started telling us he was all that was left, like something happened to the rest of em
[...] he was talking about the metaphors in that poem, said the keys are just whatever people gave to him. the wood's a journal the ice is candy.
his blood was all over the place, cuz of those fucking vines
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Are youWell shit this is why camping's awful
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ione of the hazards of camping, sometimes you meet a dead or dying guy
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[...] Everyone's ok? Did he get help?
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he was in a real bad place
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[...] You think?
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[.....]
A kid? Like us?
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i mean i think so at least, everything about him was real wrong, thought i was having a [...] you know, for a second, but it was just being around him
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Gatekeeper to what, I wonder...