My Little Sunflower
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Última publicación mié, may 22, 2019
"But until then you're always going to be My Little Sunflower."
While sinking to the bottom of the ocean, Oliver remembers all of the memories he has with her. Reminiscing over the good, the bad and what led him to this.
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