The Gods
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Last published Wed, Jun 8, 2016
"Everything burned EVERYTHING!!!! Nothing is left for us "
He feels a hand on his shoulder"no not everything we got each other thats all we need"
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The Gods powerful beings with mighty power... forgotten as time went by making them myths and legends But far away there religion stands strong......
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