There is a mass 5 centimeters long in my father's head.
That's all I can think of to say.
I have to get ready to go to the hospital.
ICU.
No.
That's all I can think of to say.
I have to get ready to go to the hospital.
ICU.
No.
I sought my image in the scorching glass, for what fire could damage a witch's face? So I stared in that furnace where beauties char but found radiant Venus reflected there.
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I'll be praying for you.
:* Princess
Good luck Etoile, I hope Dad is ok
Etoile-my heart goes out
to you and your Dad.
Hope it all turns out well
and I will be thinking of
you.
let us know how things go
well????
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