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i dont really believe in ghost.
however, my mother sometimes tells me a story of when i was 6 or so. i vaguely remember it happening.
she says i was looking out of the window when she came in the living room, middle of the day mind you, and i looked freaked out. she asked what was wrong on her way by me to the kitchen and i told her there was a scary old lady and man knocking on the door.
as she walked to the door i pulled away from the window to walk with her.
door opened...no one there.
doubt they we're ding dong ditchers, they were way old.
/end story.
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First they came for the Jews and I did not speak out because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the communists and I did not speak out because I was not a communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists and I did not speak out because I was not a trade unionist
Then they came for me And there was no one left to speak out for me.
-Pastor Martin Niemoller
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