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Josh was in the woods at dusk. Not realizing the past deaths that filled the woods, it sucked him in deeper. Josh then heard the woods whi..

His solemn, unknowing face, His wide open eyes, Begging for an answer to his question. Although he is unarmed, Hands up, He is alleg..

The distinct, pungent smell illuminates the room.Filling up my cutting machine,To prepare for work and The long hard summer days of sweat and grass..

There is a hole and I tried to fill it with money I’m just what you made God Here I am staring at your perfection As I sit here in ..

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