Hoodoolover

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  • I awoke to the sound of falling rain. Hungry and cold, I had nothing in my pockets but a few pieces of lint the same color as the overcast sky. When I finally stood up I saw th
    700 words, 3 comments, March 29, 2006. In <200 paragraphs, First person, Spiritual

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