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Tha car drove off the side off the road and hit a tree and the driver was drunk. He was alone in the park where he hit the tree. Then some crazy men come driving up to him out of the blue. Open his door, and start besting him up, for no reason. They don't even know him. Their just crazy like that. A woman looks out the window of her house and sees what's going on a few feet away, and calls the cops. They come and the men hear the sirens and leave, they found the man unconscious and took him to the hospital.Then they asked the woman if she can describe the men, because they took off.She said not really, but they did look kind of tall about the same height as the victim. That’s all I could make out. Thanks said the cops and they left. They never caught the men, but the victim survived.

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Im emotional happy as high as a kite

I live like buried treasure, happy but not set free

Im still in bondage

and I’m not going anywhere

Im homebound

But maybe not that happy as I thought I was

It’s like a vicious cycle. I’m going through with my struggles moving toward recovery,

I hope I don’t have a harsh reality when I recover.

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Im a grown woman with a little flare.

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Im a tablo author on tablo. Com. They just emailed me. That’s how I know this.you have to look up Becka Baglio.