Augustus Waters point of View::after life

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I open my eyes to a blinding white light. I have no idea who I am,or where I'm at. All I remembered is a beautiful face as I stare into another ones eyes. Those eyes look too familiar. What's happened? Where am I? All I can think about is this new beautiful face in front of me.

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