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Plastic memories

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LECTURAS 112
Votos 13
Partes 15
Hora 56m

LECTURAS 112
Votos 13
Partes 15
Hora 56m

imaginaryfeelings

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Slowly she opens up her eyes. White walls. Flowers. Paintings. Medicins. Computers. Doctor-gear. A soft voice in the distance. 'Amnesia.' He turns around, and she looks into his hazel eyes. A few things she knew for sure. One: I was in a hospital. Two: she forgot everything about her life.Todos los derechos reservados

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