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I feared those unknown mysteries as a young child that crept into the night; thought to be uncertainties roaming, not yet sure if they really existed: encountered briefly one a glance, freezing him helplessly me jumping on my chest.

I thought simply as a teen I was crazy, believing in these sick fables which surely couldn't exist, feeling foolish about it and less like an adult: holding on grasping tight to these phantom beliefs.
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