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Dec 2012
dear god i have seen you allow:
bodies to be blown up into bite sized pieces;
storms that leave people drowning and alone;
bombs that leave nations struggling for generations;
mutated cells to enter the body of a mother, wife, sister, daughter, aunt, cousin that ***** out her life so she cannot watch her daughter give birth to a beautiful boy, she will never be a grandmother.

see god
you are not a god
you are not worth the devotion of the millions that pray to you
god you are a sham
your religion is a sham
because if you were god
all this suffering and sadness in the world would never exist and i would still have my grandmother.
ET Bayliss
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ET Bayliss  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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