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The Boy in the Woods Story. Every time we hear about a cult killing people it is a Christian cult. So why are there no horror movies about Christian cultists murdering people? June 29, 2015.

People, Things, and Life. Random thoughts, experiences, and wonderings mostly put into poetry. And tear stained eyes? Or is it this world. So that we can take pride. In our victory and prizes,. By the hands of hate,. But are always taken away by fate. Belonging to the world,. Instead of owning our life.

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As I Heal, You Heal. I must continue to write until all the tumors of the past have been removed.

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