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Aug 2015
All her fears
Were based on a lie
If you deal with the lie
The fears will die.

She dealt with the lies
Bottled up inside her
Not cleaning the cobwebs
But killing the spider.
Don't **** the cobwebs...you have to **** the spider.
Peter Hall
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Peter Hall  56/M/Scotland
(56/M/Scotland)   
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