I did see BOTH of you. Different charms for different alarms. Chatter small talk handles it the best. Some telepathy, but mostly verbalization when I am handling two. Now the roads have converged and are diverging just as quick. Yes, he did lock me in the morgue drawers for days at the age of 4. Maybe the word "survivor" is heinously offensive to me. Death and I did the tango for months, but all he wanted was to strangle me in the times that he looked deep in my eyes in a reclined position. On a Cherokee res. in the south, by a casino, I did it back. I still choke when I sing at times, but he will never have me. He is too incomplete.
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