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As I look at the stars I start to wonder, who IS Mr Fred and what did he do in 2003? How deep does this rabbit hole go? I start to feel deaths cold unwanted breath on my neck. I hope soon after I die I can meet this Mr. Fred... My vision darkens as I start to feel numb, number, yet number. And soon, it all fades and all im left with is the sight of him...

  • Published April 12, 2022, 21:31
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