Every Blank Line Needs A Number

I was almost seventeen when I felt I'd finally tasted life. And it was good. The first taste was me getting my first job, something I thought I'd never be able to do. Ever since I have laughed at my younger self. And I laugh at those who say they can't find work. Here I …

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“Rewards are Free to Those That Pay”

In the daytime I smiled and loved everyone. At night, I prayed and cried for everyone else, family and strangers alike. I was the sort of child that prayed that God would save every person, even all those who had already died. I even prayed for Satan. The idea of anyone not loving God, of …

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