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Jul 2012
Lost, but I know where I'm going - determined to reach my goal.  Helping others, forgetting myself.  I want to be outside, free, getting closer to God. But stuck inside this Hell, as a slave, getting slapped by demons. They want me to fall, to stay down, repeat the same mistakes - over & over & over.  Find ways to deceive and delude my mind, to disguise their crafty tricks. They steal our brains and replace them with implanted ideas and beliefs created by others they have seduced. Little does the "uninformed" mind know that their fate for you is death.  Self-induced, accidental, or judicially enforced they want you dead - with them.  There's one book not many read that leads you to the key, to reclaim your mind, think for yourself & set yourself free. When you do, come find me.

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SweetCindy
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