Ravages Of Time
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- Partes 6
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Última publicación dom, sep 16, 2018
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Every chapter ,
Another life,
Another mind,
Facing different demons
Yet ,
All in the hopes of a better dawn
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His vision grew misty, suddenly and he closed his eyes , afraid that she will see the cruelty of the human race,the harshness of the world , the ravages of the unforgiving time , through the windows of his eyes .
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