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Sunday, April 17, 2016

B-001 (My First Encounter)

My first encounter with Satan was silent wind; the devil was militarily prepared for war. The devil whispered unspeakable hardships, struck with horror and acid-bath murder. The plague was exceedingly great. I am buried alive, very dark. The devil said to the wind, “Every island will vanish like grotesque and perverted and guilt-ridden blood. That was a dream, a disfigured dream, a horrible secret. Froglike demons torture me.

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