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Once upon a time, R. She survived. Play actor devices, and roles of the tear. Characteristics, of fear, uncertain, and clear. Here she found solace, each one a guidance, she was or was not pious, but always disguised us. Personalities with name sets, styles, and pretense. They had each never actually met, I regret. They had appointments and set in stone arrival times, arrangements to remind them.  To acquire and introduce the stunned, gunned down, feeble, run down and higher ones. The pairing of extroversion and precast selection, the personalities surrounded the actions, protecting the fraction that lay safely inside. To connect the retriever of consciousness and peace, they released the stimulus which provided a document of writing. Scavengers of energy, cautioned the hunters. They were thought to carry guns, shells spun - on the earth, in circular motions, understood. A line up of armies, shelf stable and shiny, the safety net of fishers couldn’t contain them. These sides stood seamless yet, equally segmented in the stance they took in argument - they moment they caught on to it. When in danger, or stuck in it, sunk in it - the place stood straight, the case of protection, creation of innate retainment. The soul and its quantum wave lengths, guarded the shell, the safe place. The wires and the only one required.