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He's been hurting and you don't even care. You pushed him around all throughout the years. He had to hide the bruises. The pain. All reflections that you have to stop. She saved him. The light saved him from the darkness. Now the darkness has to leave -mommamafia

Actually this is like reflecting my new book coming out soon. It seemed like a perfect topic.

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