Percy Jackson new life (Betrayed)
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Last published Sat, Dec 2, 2017
Death is not the end,
Death can never be the end,
Death is the road,
Life is the traveller,
And the soul is the guide.
Life: why do they love me but hate you?
Death:because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth.
Percy hard life take a turn for better😘😘
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