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Part One of Nothing By Dulbent Meanus

I heard the footstep down the hall I knew what was they and panicked my mind wondered from end to end my thoughts were like words instead of the mental vision, I was more accustom to. they started and then stopped for over, or more than five minutes the complete silence made me want to move about, but I didn't I knew this monster was out there, but did he knew I was in here I didn't want him to hear me, I sat there for an hour in the quiet and then I heard the footsteps everyone coming closer and closer in the closet I sat until the hinge of the door squeaked open taken from the night of episode ten, by the playrights of Meanus, " the ghost of Ginu Ganmonns, The story of a drunkard and the Exploits of his lover..... Written in 1885, Authored by Beltripe Fromoss, New York,New York.

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Date: 7/13/2018 5:02:00 AM
"Deliver me from madness and the devils in my head. Do not weep for my body when I am cold and dead. " This woke me up with sheer delight in the brilliance of it. I enjoyed this poem a lot, Catelyn.
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Date: 7/13/2018 4:54:00 AM
Touching, beautiful, and heartfelt.
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