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Hush little child, don't you cry. Don't cut your arms, don't say goodbye. Put down that razor, put down the light. It may be hard, but we'll win this fight. I'll be right here, through thick and thin. Have no fear, have strength within. Please, I'm begging you, stay with me. You're cared about, you're loved. It will be okay, you'll be free. Eventually...

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