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Greetings to anyone who cares to look at this page for something interesting, and my apologies for disappointing you. My name is Sam, Gabriel, John and James, but I will let you decide which you prefer to call me. I have lived in the small country of New Zealand (( it's that little green thing next to Australia )) and have lived in it for thirteen years. If there is anything else you want to know, I suggest that you don't look for it.It was nice of you to come here,
Sam, Gabriel, John, James
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as I said at school, disgarded son of a Mafia Don and a orphen that mover in with the Rizzi family.
and with strange aeons even death may die.
I have a thing like yours,
long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting,
dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
scream
''Just what we need terroists are invading '' Tom mumbled *singh* ''we need to take cover Gabriel its the only chance to not get shot'' Death is only darknees whersperd on in his head ''Now shoot back Gabriel its a chance i will Throw a smoke grenade so they will wait for awhile'' Tom throws a smoke grenade and then a few shots of bullets that hit flesh and bone '' i think there dead'' they walked outside the building. he was dead the bullets where in the head and the right arm of the body.
how was that