Sunflowers On a Saturday
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I wrote this because I know books have the tendency of transporting your mind to the world your book is set in. I wanted to allow my book to do the same but in a way of coping. Knowing you are not alone, I was hoping my book would be able to transport you into every page. A lot of the stories are things I have been through and others are what loved ones close to me have been through ranging from many things such as heartbreak, sexual abuse, love etc. It is still a work in progress so please hang in there with me. Thank you.
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