A Tribute to Japan
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Complete Sun, Mar 13, 2011<5 mins
Due to the recent tragedy in Japan, I wrote this story of a young girl named Kaneyama Mioriko. I hope it shows that there is still a little hope, that families can still be reuntied, and that one rescue can make all the difference in a person's life.
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