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Whalien 52(Lonely, Lonely, Lonely Whale)

Whalien 52(Lonely, Lonely, Lonely Whale)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 14, 2017
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Fiction
Romance
Lonely is a boy. Well, he's a puzzle piece that can become any shape or form! But he can't copy an image, so people always know when he doesn't belong. Yet, they keep him around. They keep him around, and when he finally gets used to his place in life, they find the real piece, and Lonely is no longer needed. So he moves on. It's been this way for years, and Lonely hopes to one day find his own puzzle. Maybe he belongs somewhere. And he searches and searches til he finds a puzzle in need. Of what? A friend.
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