deadly garden
everything's growing in our garden you don't have to know that it's haunted POETRY BOOK
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"Wanna dance?" Ophelia asked the boy next to her while walking out of the open corridor. As soon as she stepped outside rain drops began falling on her head. She looked up at the cloudy sky and smiled. "Are you serious? It's raining." Draco stared at the girl. "Yes I'm serious." She laughed and grabbed his hand, pulli...
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