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Chasing Birds (Joey Graceffa Short Story) Book:2

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*SEQUEL TO TO ASHES.*
Death
We all see it in different ways. People die everyday. But these people were important, these people mattered to two people that loved them most. When people die they become birds and fly across the sky. As for the two that loved them the most, They're chasing them. Wanting them back. 

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