Her Final Destination
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Complete Wed, Mar 15, 2017<5 mins
Juno was nothing more than an animal, trapped in a cage with no soul or spirit burned through her lungs. She always wondered what outside world has got to offer her, but maybe breaking out of her prison wasn't exactly the best idea.
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