Koilosu Highschool
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Last published Sun, Dec 27, 2020
After death there could be nothing. After death could be light or dark, a heaven a hell? Hell is real, but not in the form you know of, theres no fire or skulls. Heaven is real, but its not paved with gold roads and pearled gates.
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