I Still Even Now Dream About You

J James McLain James McLain
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I still dream about you but they won't let me. Having been robbed of your childhood, just like me. Children are better if their parents Have money, And do even better with two loving parents. In Florida, in Hernando County, D.C.F. Worker's, Think a child's better off, without that above of Which I speak of. The Judge just recently said, that my thirteen year Old daughter has been through hell. Without addressing the unspoken truth, that I at her Age, In that very same county lived in a wilderness camp called Camp E-How-Kee. Where the father's of these Judges knew we as small children We're sexually and physically and psychology abused. Many are dead now and a few are alive in Florida's prison's. It's not a question of having the ball's to work to change this. To blame the children by them they abused, protecting those, Whom should carry the blame. By still making a profit off all these abused children. From D.C.F. Creating false alligations without proper direction and The Judge's that allow them to do it.

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