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Feb 2010
sat beside a soldier in a bar one nightand he began to tell the story of his plight.he told me of his friends and now they all had gonecaught in ambush and killed off one by one.he told me of his terror that he faced that nightand told me of the vision of a big bright light.then he disappeared  and vanished in the bluethen i realized it was angel id been talking too
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william worthless
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