Falling Skies
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- صوت 4
- فصول 3
مستمرّة12m
آخر تحديث: خميس, يونـ ١٤, ٢٠١٨
The moon was brighter than ever
One could feel the Earth Quake
Things were defying Gravity and Flipping
My world was Tripping
The storms Formed and the Season Stormed
The Prophecy Of Falling Skies had Begun
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انضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص في العالماحصل على توصيات قصص مخصّصة، احفظ قصصك المفضلة في مكتبتك، وقم بالتعليق والتصويت لتنمية مجتمعك.
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