Come Back To Me
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Last published Fri, Jul 22, 2022
My whole life I've been an atheist. That changed when the visions started.
Crazy story. I just need someone to read what I can't say without seeming crazy. Read it or don't. I'm not planning to publish it on anything else and I won't edit it. It's just what I have in my head that can't be said.
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