Hazy In The Wild Wind
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Última publicación lun, may 18, 2020
If love is war,
Are you ready being a soldier?
If love is fantasy,
Are you willing to be stucked in that world?
If love is all about letting go,
Will you able to set him free?
If you we're a character of a story, would you rather have a happy ending or an ending that you don't see coming?
Lastly, if you we're the Author, will you make them happy or will you be the enemy?
Choose wisely.
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