MEMORIES FROM THE PAST
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Last published Sun, Apr 1, 2018
It's a story about a boy who lost hope in everything.
small description ik but idk what to say next just read it if you want to feel heavy and ya give me any ideas about upcoming chapter's I'll consider them i promise.
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