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When I woke up this morning, and thought about my dreams, I realized everything, wasn’t quite as it had seemed. And everyone that on the way, I had stopped to meet, had suddenly appeared, and kicked me to the street. Then that one hard cold man, turned to me and said, “Nothing you’ve accomplished, will mean anything when your dead”. So I got back to my feet, and ventured down the road, found an alleyway beside the place I used to call my home. That’s when I realized, just who that man was, he’s the savior I’d been told about, who governs from above,

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