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About a friend named Heather
Death.It's something neverending,and everlasting.The lifeless lingers in the shadows untill the cross the mirror into the older worlds:heaven or hell.Imaginings are the only escape of the soundless plane:the home of lost voices.
I thought it would never end...
U will most likly find urself crying at the end. Plus i found this in a book and had 2 post it.