Citas
You can run away, but darkness has quick feet and large wings, and it will follow you.
Babies. Dead babies. What was a baby? How could babies die? They don’t die; they just get lost. Stupid, inconsequential, inconsolable words. They called it losing the baby, so where were they now?
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