Only Fools FALL
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"Life isn't about finding yourself it's about creating yourself" ~ Troye Sivan
"Who am I?"
"What is hope?"
About a girl finding herself in the world that she lives in but is a ghost to all around her
Will she be found and brought out of the dark into the light or will she hide away to avoid above all else ?
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