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  <title>The Tale of Misfit</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/874741/wing-of-butterfly'&gt;wing of butterfly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Supernatural/'&gt;Supernatural&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Mystery/Supernatural&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 2,660, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;A Misfit. Light is my guidance, protector and parent, though cruel and harsh, but small claustrophobic places exhaling dust and decay choke me to death. It s both funny and scary how easily I use those words &quot;death&quot;, &quot;exhale&quot;, &quot;choke&quot;… Many words which had a meaning long ago are now just metaphors. In fact, I don t need to breath and I cannot choke...&quot;</summary>
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