What Do They Know? (Michael Clifford)
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I'm an average person. Plain name, plain town. I like to think of myself as a bit of a dreamer, I'm always imagining of something that's not there, or events that could happen. I indulge myself into worlds cast away. However, what's happening now isn't just another fictional world, finally I'm interested in reality.
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