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The joys of being drugged

When I was serving a mormon mission someone toyed with me. My betrayer was a carefully prepared chocolate chip cookie.
As an ordinary day drew to a close my co-missionary and I began to share our woes.
Tears began to poor down his saddened face of how his father gifted his family with everything but grace.
Unbeknownst to us a demon had taken my soul filling it with delight at a cost of control.
Like any good hearted person I joyfully laughed at his plight.
I wonder to this day why something so wrong felt so right!
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