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January 4th. 2006
Kitty, she is me so very dear…
She clutched, still hopeful, a small wing till the last moment, her soul was so sick…
Her spirit is fleeting out of her ear and transported away by the bat.
Far away there is the church, that church when I walked by for what I thought was the last time
(2004) whispered in my ear : Someday you will own this church. Maybe the church placed a spell on me then. I placed some probes into the church and I will see…
Exactly 10 years later, on March 14th. 2014, the day a wild fire destroyed the magical canyon,
and some more, the funds where taken in full, for that beloved church. Wonderful.
Sleep assured my dear, you are safe once more.
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