Death is relentless, pulling on me constantly. Death blasts hope to pieces, drains joy, and drowns in pain. Lately, I’m sinking in death. God help me… God help me… It’s time for me to get out of this house, away from the endless projects, escape from the memories for a spell, and absorb a bitContinueContinue reading “911”
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The Survivor 