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I was upset at the local religious leaders. So I went into their place of worship and knocked a few of their statues. They ratted on me to you. We met at my hearing. You probably don’t remember my name since you had to pass judgements on a lot of people.
After we locked eyes, I wanted to see you again. I’ve been wandering around in these woods and trying to talk to my father for advice. I think my time is coming to an end. I’d like to meet you one last time.
Maybe you can tie my arms up on a cross and wood and nail me. Contact me if you know what I’m talking about. 😅
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