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The cold breeze touched my cheeks.Suddenly I heard a gun and my death had arrive.I was burried and my spirit went to jesus.From then on I was a guardian angle for a little boy in California.And I apeared on Earth to stay

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 23.04.2010

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