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it is cold it is vary cold i look to the ground only to see red then to look at the sky and thinking am i dead as i ligh there in that cold place only thinking of grace i see a light it was so bright so i then took flight
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
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it is cold it is vary cold i look to the ground only to see red then to look at the sky and thinking am i dead as i ligh there in that cold place only thinking of grace i see a light it was so bright so i then took flight
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
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