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Mar 2014
I feel death coming i can here him coming in my legs can not move. I say may i have this last breath to tell her how i feel. i am death non can run or hide. i am here fore your soil. Your body will look as if you r a live. as my vision fads i here a voice calling me it is her she is crying. as i breath my last breath i told her i am in a better place do not cry for me i will always be with you as i fade i say death i am ready for my jugging let him jug me. Death show your face let me see who is taking me.  theses were the finial words i said. then i heard a voice. come my son let us ease your pain. It was the man him self. I saw god.

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Dakota Carter
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