Road Map To Her
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Learning how to love is a process infused with interior and exterior factors alike. This poetry collection is based off the poem 'To All The Wrong Boys' by Daninfinity22. Written in 'To All My
Stars'.
We're all a bad guy in someone's story at one point in time. We must remember that this means we're also at least one person's hero. This is how DJ found one of his heroes.
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