Swallowing Bullets.
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Ongoing11m
Last published Mon, Sep 22, 2014
A book of deep, dark stories & poems.
WARNING!
Book is on hold, I have some stuff to figure out before I continue writing.
I am truly sorry.
~ Makoto
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