| So I'm sad to inform you that I've lost contact. All signals have reached failure and there's been contemplations if this will cause physical pain. Those struck have been weakened emotionally, and those left untouched, remain lost in a frenzy. And there's been a transaction made stating how powerless we've become. We're out numbered and weakened. They point us out with the barrel of a gun. They say not to be afraid, but the only fear comes from them with unneccessary precautions. And I'd rather be on the other side, but I chose to take care. And with a kind heart you must run away from fear. You must endure pain. And sometimes, you must say your good-byes. |
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