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Lost in Venus

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Reads 182
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Parts 3
Time 45m

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"We've spent enough years together to paint a lifetime."
"And I can spend a million more to be with you."
I smiled helplessly in his grip, 
"It's time to close your eyes now... wait for me on the other side." 
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The Earth I once knew is now a distant relative. Sometimes I have flashbacks of what she used to be; until the thought drifts away, and again I question my humanity. At what moment was it that let us lose sight of who we were? With the enlightenment came a deadly burden. Intelligence and awareness do not promise you peace... instead, you're a prisoner of your own mind. Ignorance was bliss, but our species wanted to rule the stars. We repainted the entire galaxy in our image... and for that we lost everything.All Rights Reserved

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Hunted (Cursed Love book 1) cover

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Back to Square One cover

sorrowful sleep | rusame (DISCONTINUED) cover

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Hunted (Cursed Love book 1)

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