Ego Sum a Paganus.

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Ego Sum a Paganus, "I am a pagan". A small summary of a pagan's mind set when put threw persecution over years. Written by myself, this is my first writing I'm putting out into the world. Enjoy!All Rights Reserved

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Ego Sum a Paganus.
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