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A frightful child. A quiet funeral. All for a tattered and old ragdoll whose piercing screams hollow through the dead silence.
Don't tear, my child! You receive death, as you receive life. Death lies before life. Only fools choose to overlook it.
Tuck the ragdoll under the quilt nicely and put it to sleep. Sing a lullaby of death. You're so loved by him. But he has to grow up.
Don't mention pain.
Don't tear, my child! You receive death, as you receive life. Death lies before life. Only fools choose to overlook it.
Tuck the ragdoll under the quilt nicely and put it to sleep. Sing a lullaby of death. You're so loved by him. But he has to grow up.
Don't mention pain.