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RE: [Original Novel] The Erasure of Asherah, Part 11

in #writing6 years ago

Belly full of pizza, feeling overwhelmed by thoughts of Dad holding his own back on the stead, I drifted off to sleep. Only dark, swirling shapes at first, accompanied by anxious feelings.

Come on man you are creating problem for me with the word "pizza"

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It's the one food everybody in the world loves. :3