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True fear in the heart of a child is where all sadness is born. To harm a child is to place upon them your own fears. Casting upon the young the evilness of mankind, if this is your desire, then this makes us enemies. And so shall heavy be thy hammer, a cold sharpness will come quick with my blade as will darkness follow my bullets. I have seen too much. I have seen who you can be, and may your God abandon His pity upon your putrid soul. And if its no God you fear or an eternity condemned to hell, then let that dying breath come slowly as your life trickles from your body. Know this, in the eyes of us all, there is no one more deserving of its.