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4 - Messenger from the Dead

Alas there is no more confusion, finally found my last conclusion. Expect me as if Jesus will return, from a ghost to a realm of concern. Your dreams are portals like doors, welcoming spirits into hasten wars. Leaving the thoughts without trust, keeping your fears in much disgust. And though you sought no consequence, deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence. Awaiting in your nightmare of screams, enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.

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