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A Garota Na Chuva

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Atlantis é uma garota estranha . 
Mas não simplesmente estranha e ponto final .
 Estranha de um jeito bom . 
Só que ela não sabia  disso .
 Ela precisaria que alguém  mostrasse pra ela .
E esse alguém na mente dela teria de ser Allan , o   garoto do time de natação da sua escola .
Mas a Vida parecia ter outros planos para Atlantis .
E eles incluíam junto no pacote  Amor , Descobertas , Risadas ,Lembranças e Sentimentos Desconhecidos .All Rights Reserved

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