Write Your Own

Write Your Own

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It was so empty, yet you could see lights on and you could almost feel the laughter and life. You could feel all kinds of life though the sadness, the joy, the anger, the love, and everything you could think of. It was a beauty only made by horror.
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A few short stories connected to Strange Lifes and another old story I lost to a virus. It never was completed and this is all that was left.

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