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The Man That Ate Newborns

Don’t squirm so much my wee one. Don’t struggle. Let me hold you close while I work up my nerve. Only a day old and you’re fighting to live, well so am I. Isn’t that what we all want in the end? Life, a warm place to sleep and a full belly. Well, that’s what you’ve got and what do I have? Nothing I’m just a middle aged man, used up and waiting to die…

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