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SHADES OF HARMONY

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Parts 27
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Reads 514
Votes 131
Parts 27
Time 1h 22m

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Depression, hatred, forlorn and anxiety were the only things I know of.
   I never knew life could be this way,i cared about nothing, not even myself, I hate and fought with everything until she came into my world and showed me there is a world I never thought I could be in.All Rights Reserved

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