Silently Speaking
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He was known as no one.
She wasn't known at all.
He knows everyone.
She knows no one.
He was abused mentally.
She was abused physically.
They both had a past to run from.
They both made a trip to Suicide Bridge one foggy midnight. . .
Follow Clark and Koda through their own personal tornados.
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