Dear You,
before I let you read something unworthy of sharing with this pitiful world and all these idiots that will never understand the importance of these words, I want you to know something - It is all true. Maybe not for me, not always for you, but somewhere for someone this is real, a way of life, a thought process, or a tramatic experience most people would never consider possible. We want you to understand. We need you to open your eyes and give life a chance. We are letting you into the depths of humanity, somewhere it was never thought the public would gain access and yet here it is for anyone and everyone in hopes someone will realize just how important this is, how life changing it could be, and how different each of us is from one another.
These words are written in blood on a brick wall hidden in some dark alley way in a country whose name you all struggle to spell and pronounce let alone would ever be able to locate. You are a wonderful soul if you have found them and even more remarkable if you can comprehend any to any sort of degree. Each space is representative of a breath someone lost after hearing something so beautiful that it made them cry rainbow crystals of joy. Soon, you will be represented by one of these spaces for each page you read, for each block you have to walk just to see how the chapter ends. All of the letters here are taken out of a hat and once we run out, we are out there's nothing left for us; we no longer have a connection that is unbreakable. When the day comes that everything they have given has been used we can only hope that you have enjoyed all that you have come in contact with that once was touched by all of us as well.
Only now have you earned enough trust and respect to continue on and read the life of someone out there that you will probably never believe that existed. Fly on little birdy, just please don't lose sight of the way back home. there will be more soon, or as soon as possible. Here is something to and from the entire world.
With Love,
A Lost World
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