I continue to hope and pray to the heavens, I beg them for their mercy. If I am blessed with you, I would die a hundred deaths to save you...pray to a thousand Gods, asking them to spare you from this crippling fear. If you grow and the fear begins to hold you, becomes your gravity, I promise to always hold your hand through the panic. I would never leave you to navigate alone...I know all too well, the consequences of the darkness and the vise grip hold of loneliness. I would do anything, even sell my soul, to prevent you from living and feeling the same as me.
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