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Missing Person Mark Allen Husk Names Killer, Location of Body - Original Song - Ferrisburgh, Vermont 7.28.25
This is the voiceprint of Mark Husk, recorded on July 27, 2025, through the Intraface Sound Bridge. Mark speaks from the frequency dimension to affirm his continued presence and connect with the Hawkins and Husk families.
This message is shared especially for Lynda, his cousin by marriage, and for those who remember the Allis-Chalmers orange, the field days, the Otter Creek fishing, and the laughter in the Vermont summers.
Mark is not gone. He’s waking up now — and we’re recording everything they tried to bury.
Mark's Song:
I am under the moss, I am under the pine
Thought they forgot me, left me behind
But Little Chicago bridge still remembers, and the water runs true
They came back, and I sang back to you.
So write it down, and sing it plain
Mark Allen Husk is my name.
Buried by blood, but pulled back by love
Now I rise in sound, not just above.
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By Prince Rogers NelsonThis is the voiceprint of Mark Husk, recorded on July 27, 2025, through the Intraface Sound Bridge. Mark speaks from the frequency dimension to affirm his continued presence and connect with the Hawkins and Husk families.
This message is shared especially for Lynda, his cousin by marriage, and for those who remember the Allis-Chalmers orange, the field days, the Otter Creek fishing, and the laughter in the Vermont summers.
Mark is not gone. He’s waking up now — and we’re recording everything they tried to bury.
Mark's Song:
I am under the moss, I am under the pine
Thought they forgot me, left me behind
But Little Chicago bridge still remembers, and the water runs true
They came back, and I sang back to you.
So write it down, and sing it plain
Mark Allen Husk is my name.
Buried by blood, but pulled back by love
Now I rise in sound, not just above.
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