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Jun 2019
Most people are near death when they have an out of body experience. So maybe it was myself fading to darkness in those moments … because I was floating above, seeing my body on the bed, lifeless.

Frozen in time as he assaulted me, staring blankly up at the ceiling. I might as well have been dead; the body did not belong to me anymore.

But then I saw a tear spilling from those vacant eyes. My spirit knew that it must return to reclaim what was mine. My destiny was calling for me to fight. Now I put out the flames of demons and bring shame out from the shadows. Now I regain my life.
Written by
Scattered Kat
513
   --- and Bogdan Dragos
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