Afterlife

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Dear, Wren

Something about the way you believed in the afterlife. You always told me you thought it was real but refused to believe in God because of your ommetaphobia, you hated the thought of being watched but always loved when I did it.

You always said when you died you wanted your own personal haven, your own afterlife - but if someone else didn't get their own because they sinned you would share because -

"everyone deserves to be happy once"

at least that's what you would say.

I wonder if you're there now.

Your own personal haven.

Maybe I'll be there someday with you, our own personal haven.

Love, Wilbur















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