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The woman w a n d e r s


alone
on the foggy cold night.
She hears the loud

w h i s p e r s
of thehiddendemons
all

around


her.
Her once beautiful soul
is now [trapped]


and dead.
Paranoid with her past.
Remembering the night
when she was
u s e d a n d f o r g o t t e n . . .
Reliving the horror
for


eternity.





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