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Feb 2016
He waits to die as he sits all alone he's man in a cell who regrets what he's done.

He utters a word from the depth of his soul,
"oh Lord forgive me ..I wanna go home.

Then he hears a voice somewhere deep inside and it said

I know you murdered and I know you lied and I have you watched you suffered all of your life..and now that you will listen I .... I tell you that I  
I will love you for you not for what you have done or what you will become I will love you for you
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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