A child’s friend yet an enemy none the less. A creator of love yet eager to oppress. Like pestilence on the raging wind’s damnation is what it seeks. like the mighty thinker yet ever more silent my seed comes to life clinging as a parasite shall to life all around it.
To look at me one could never say that I pose a threat in any form or in any way. Thus through the shadow I crawl as silent as a wraith ever present in the mind corroding the spectrum of thought with imagery of another life unforetold
\\the leech\\Author John.”Red Ulf.Flokisson”.Howland
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