Come On Let's Go
A bright light entered the room as I lay dying.
Beating a Cancer Death Sentence
God told me to go up a remote gravel road.
Drove my drunk Dad home at age 12.
Called to America, but didn't like it.
I felt the addiction exit my body through my fingers.
From poverty, near abortion and death, to dreams and miracle...
Gambled away me and my husband's paychecks.
A radical lesbian, consulting the dead—my new life moved bey...
During the ‘60s I saw some weird supernatural stuff.
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