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Feb 2013
Lets go back in time a bit.
Come on in here. Come and sit.
Do not mind my musty wraps.
I will not sell them for snow caps.

Now you all think I'm a fake.
Here's some candy for you to take.
I am, in fact, so very real.
You and I can make a deal.

This is what I'm thinking of.
Little Lady, little dove.
I will tell you all about.
How I came here with no doubt.

All it cost is just one thing:
All you three must do is bring,
Me a steamy cup of tea.
Go on. Hurry off you three.

Ah, I see you all are back.
In this tea its strength does lack.
But that really is no matter.
Let us stop with all this chatter.

Let us go way, way back when.
Parts of us were Ib and Ren.
Sheut the shadow, Ba is me.
Ka, my life force. Mine you see...

Ib the heart and Ren the name.
Not one of us is the same.
Most my soul parts have not changed.
But my Ka has… rearranged.

Haha! I came back to life.
With a bone, some blood, a knife.
I shall walk till Hallow’s Eve.
Then will leave you all to grieve.

Do not run dear little girl.
Let me pat your tiny curl.
I will not hurt you all right now.
I’ll take my leave, here’s my bow.

But just watch out on Halloween.
I do love hearing small girls scream!
Goodbye now. But watch your back.
I warn all those with wits that lack…
Cailey Weaver
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Cailey Weaver  22/F/Florida
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