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White walkers

My clear white walkers,

Never seems to amaze me.

They always get giddy,

Anytime you fazed me.

Guess they’ll tell you,

How much your presence scare me.

It brings me stress,

I’m not one to seem depress.

But the way you control me;

Leaves me no rest.

©By A.J

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I am a weird kid who likes to write the weird type with a little spice adore nature with the eye spend time reading whatever I like.

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