Why shouldn’t a ghost whine, about each grievance, as people, we can only stand it, bear the burden, of shadows and reflections, echoing each miniscule truth, as if it wasn’t satisfied, it would be the end of the world, a ghost doesn’t understand, a world outside of its own problems, it cares to say it, so why shouldn’t we listen, to what end, I''m not sure, but if we had a choice, the cries of your child, could we ignore it?This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


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