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Are you familiar with the legend of a boy named Cilan Burns?
If not, it's a story that is easily learned.
It starts with a mother which was ill,
and a son that seeked for help up until,
a man by the name James Alexander presented himself,
no coincidence could be as greater, as you could tell.
a father burried beneath a growing debt,
such horrors to which that situation has led.
the boy soon became a prey to a group of five,
a fateful encounter that assured him his death would soon arrive.
limbs shred to pieces, an exterior to no longer be regocnized,
a hand reached out to help to be seen as an unsuspected prize.
cursed with the ability to find no peace with his end,
the boy had found within the demonic pact a faitful friend.
tormented by his desire to act out the soiled beauty that is revenge,
the child had no effort to find the sinners he would sense.
And although they got what they had coming for them,
the boy still had no tranquility to grasp for in the end.
fear not, for the dem
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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