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Apr 2018
locked up. they were captives
"Heaven!" on this path
touched: yes, that is it completely
i was treading the wrong
path, usually treading the wrong path at first, even
in books. he is an abetter. he Is. and he has
himself
to look for

"what should we do now?" nervously
this too happened
in a room
locked up but he had a
murderer opened up and went inside
pulled his
murderer down and directly to her
i said before that it should have been
me; wouldn't have been
bad. the annoying thing is that i don't have one. I...

deep heavy high squealing
the owner
heard, heard
supposedly empty
vacation; a flash
in the room... figures- big strong-looking
door, their nose en locked them
out just to look for you. luckily
i looked for you, your
deep voice perpetually in doubt
Camilla Peeters
Written by
Camilla Peeters  20/F
(20/F)   
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     Camilla Peeters and KM Hanslik
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