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Mar 2016
I have crossed a thin red line....for those words send chills up my spine just knowing that my actions my actions had actually crossed that thin. Red. Line. I didn't know it was there until it was to late...I had written down my own fate
...destined to be Trapped behind these wall for one week....for that week I was told "I must seek for my morality, in which you have lost". I didn't know the cost of my decision...if only I had more supervision so I didn't cross...the thin red line....
Only one will know what this is about
Bones powell
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Bones powell  Uranus
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