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Pearl Rose [On Hold]
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>>Wind blowed, bringing back memories, but no smell of home, not a single hint.<<
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Pearl Harbour. Rings a bell, doesn't it?
A man. A plane. A crash.
That's all it takes, for pilot's life to change ...
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If you are a fan of war history, then this is the right book for you.
I apologise for any mistakes in the following story. Grammar and data.
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𝘖𝘕 𝘏𝘖𝘓𝘋
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Enjoy❤
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This book should not be used in any way. It is my OWN work and is strictly to be kept here. No copying or any other doing or using is allowed. Not even if u give me credit!
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 ©
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Highest rankings:
#1 - placement out of 226 stories, 5. 7. 2020
#5 - carrier out of 1,5K stories, 3. 7. 2020
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Started writting - 2020
Ended -
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