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Perfect
A Story by
Donald Wilson
The perfect God micro second before the death event....The perfect groundhog day we all try to achieve before the event horizon... Will you all be be..
Soul/Flesh
A Story by
Donald Wilson
Soul/Flesh What soul knows, flesh don't comprehend. What soul feels, the flesh don't feel. What soul leads, the flesh follows. You know soul is sc..
Living in hell
A Story by
Donald Wilson
We live in hell. We all know what the deadly sins are but humanity in this modern state lives by all of these sin standards... Just look how evil ha..
Soul attack
A Story by
Donald Wilson
888 The flesh can confuse the soul by giving the mind mixed signals especially via a virus or infection. These things are all weapons again for att..
Skyfall
A Story by
Donald Wilson
Skyfall... Heaven and Earth... Fear in the shadows... As the cards fall down... The biggest reality of all... Shall call you out... Abaddon will..
I cry
A Story by
Donald Wilson
This sick world. Why I cry. Hospitals need sick people. Why I cry. Police need criminals. Why I cry. Firemen need fires. Why I cry. Government..
Torn
A Story by
Donald Wilson
I am being torn apart. Slowly my soul is surfacing. My being, flesh and how we been made to think and react to things, we have been lead into this r..
S
A Story by
Donald Wilson
I remember a different timeline. It was like that add on TV. Two children, primary school age. Running through a feild of flowers. The wind blowin..
No text
A Story by
Donald Wilson
Yes no texting Soul talk is in the eyes just look and listen No words spoken No hearts broken Soul to soul for eternity No time No space Ev..
Mother made me cry
A Story by
Donald Wilson
Mother made me cry I am lost Cold feeling alone I dont understand Why has this soul come to me Why mother why I dont know, why cant I feel an..
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