The Farthest Journey
Asme has always been Asme. Not bullied. Just Asme. Not insulted. Just Asme. Not crazy smart. Just Asme. She wasnt much, plain olive skin, shiny brown hair. I mean, of course she looked exhausted. She stayed up all night doing her own thing, trying to piece together her life with the only thing she had, Lolamen. Lolame...
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