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A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
- |title = Outreach Program for Women: Calling it how I see it [[Category:Fuck, I just ate a pile of ants without realising it again.]]5 KB (840 words) - 00:08, 12 September 2015
We can deny our angels exist, convince ourselves they can't be real, but they show up anyway, at strange places, and at strange times. They can speak through any character we can imagine. They'll shout through demons if they have to, daring us. Challenging us to fight.