Bookemon, writing children's books, make cookbook, recipe journal, poetry journal, family history book

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Any more threat from the large cat two faces kept climbing,somehow it was the bloody news how he disappeared,she kept climbing, how the roar, stayed in her head. He'd studied every report, on her.She was used to feeling the energy, that people radiated, she inhaled & took the scent from him. His so called bloody lung's.He said I can keep the target of blood ,how it spill's, who is targeting you & your people,I need to feel him inside my chest & then you can go forward to do the things, you so wished to do?There are too many faces.

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