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Depressing stuff
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Ongoing, First published Sep 14, 2014
Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn't dare let them escape, in case they blew you wide open?


(I don't own half of the stuff in my book)


Quote to go with this book: Just because someone looks happy doesn't mean they are because even a white rose has a black shadow.
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