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Pencil- – You know, I'm a talking pencil. Do you REALLY think I exist? That's right, what are you smoking?
TALK – Friday, April 19 2024 (Eastern Standard Time)
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Well, on August 27th, 2012. At 7:23PM, as I write this. My great uncle, Jack, has passed away from sickness. I may be going inactive the next few days for his funeral and viewing. I never got to really know him though. I'll just see him in Heaven, that's all I have to say. I never was a man of words.
"For God has not destined us for wrath, but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for us so that whether we are awake or asleep we might live with him. Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing."
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