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Gangstalking

Wayne White can't take it no more; his life is an ordeal and he wells knows that he's got spies around him galore. So, no matter what, wherever he goes stalkers are there, night and day. They don't leave him alone at all. They won't get out of the way; At the store, at the bank, at the mall. "They follow me, they tap my phone," he says. This disrupts his sleep, undermines his health, makes him weep. Why on earth don't they leave him alone? Worst thing is, he doesn't know why He has become a TI. The perps perform street theater, They also stalk him on Twitter.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 8/13/2023 3:18:00 AM
Hi, Ivo - First my uncle Joe Cosentino has your family name - I like your third stanza Loads of imagery too! stay safe
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Date: 2/4/2016 10:29:00 PM
Ivo, well done. LINDA
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Date: 9/9/2015 1:41:00 PM
Ivo, they are everywehre.... SKAT
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