His eyes opened. His mother lay before him as he was passed to her by nurses. The Blanket feels warm. Its a boy the nurse tells his mother as he slowly slips into sleep.
Darkness again, he is aware of one past and is beginning to see another, but he knows not what has happened, why is he being born again only to find a different fate? She is the reason.
The days of this youth surround him in happiness. He lives in a large house populated with dolls. they have oversized plastic smiles and bright pink hair. this is not life. this is playtime.
Darkness again, he is aware of one past and is beginning to see another, but he knows not what has happened, why is he being born again only to find a different fate? She is the reason.
The days of this youth surround him in happiness. He lives in a large house populated with dolls. they have oversized plastic smiles and bright pink hair. this is not life. this is playtime.
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