little girl wandering around
a voice calls:
find me find me find me
little lottie little lottie little lottie
she turns she turns she turns
she found nothing but a sheet note
A minor, C major
the voice recalls louder:
find me find me find me
I'm here im there I'm above I'm down here I'm down there I'm between moments and borders
she tore the chest, all she found was a heart shaped flesh and red liquid, so red like her old cherry lolipop
the voice disappeared and she breathed no more
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