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Am I losing my grip on Reality? Or is Reality losing it's hold on me? To see the things that I can see, stuff that simply shouldn't be! Wondrous delights and disturbing frights, all the creatures that move in the night. Visions of the Divine,with the Devil entwined, are all things I see in My mind! ©John-Ovan.P.Hull

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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