The Amdoor it opened F slowly, my Amfather he Fcame in, I was Gnine Fyears Eold. And he Amstood so tall Fabove me, his Amblue eyes they Fwere shining and his Gvoice was Fvery Ecold. He Csaid, "I've had a vision and you know I'm strong and holy, I mustD do what I've been Btold." So heF started up the Bbmountain, I was Frunning, he was Bbwalking, and his Faxe was Gmade of Agold. Am A Am Well,the trees they got much Fsmaller, the Amlake a lady's Fmirror, we Gstopped to Fdrink some Ewine. Then he Amthrew the bottleFover. Broke Ama minute Flater and he Gput his Fhand on Emine. Thought CI saw an eagle but it might have been a vulture, I Dnever could deBcide. Then my Ffather built an Bbaltar, he looked Fonce behind his Bbshoulder, he Fknew I Gwould not Ahide. Am A Am You who build these Faltars now to Amsacrifice these Fchildren, you must not Gdo it Fany E more. A Amscheme is not a Fvision and you Amnever have been Ftempted by a Gdemon For a
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