Shadows clutch the path,
whispers drift through twisted rye—
fear waits, unclaimed, still.
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Baby Josie
Howdy! There is relatable stuff here- dark and twisty and some sentimental garbage. "Don't forget to tip your waitresses" Hi, I am your waitress, let me serve you with more content. Hope you enjoy! :)
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