The Fading Rose✓
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Terminé jeu., déc. 27, 201822m
A dimension of his life nobody knew. Never spoken before. Buried in the depths and darkness of his heart. Resurfaces again. And he lives it again as he remembers.
Very strangely was he taught the meaning of love.
This is a short story. Completed.
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