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Apr 2015
Marked for death before she even lived. Subsequently dragged before an audience of her peers she still refused to fornicate for religion. The bystanders looked on as she harnessed her fears and walked off the edge of her man made mountain. She looked over her shoulder as the fire and arrows slipped in deep, and she smiled.
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