Rainbow of our feelings
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Ongoing5m
Last published Wed, Mar 1, 2017
I was a normal girl...
Okay, maybe I was not, but I certainly never had anything to do with supernatural stuff.
And I would still think so if it wasn't for that one thing. That one thing, that may even change my entire life...
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