Chasing Freedom
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  • Votes 28
  • Parts 27
  • Time 3h 42m
  • Reads 240
  • Votes 28
  • Parts 27
  • Time 3h 42m
Ongoing, First published May 31, 2020
When life traps you in cages and only let you live in the dark. How can you set yourself free?


When life gives you companion. A group of people who are also trapped like you? How do you plan to escape?


How can you love a broken souls and capture pictures of moment at the same time while chasing your freedom?




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Status: On-going 

Cover photo isn't mine. Credits to the rightful owner. 




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