I'm Not An Angel
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Last published Sun, Jan 10, 2021
Aven has a hard time in life. She's always been known as a freak. What if one place can change that? One person? One event? What in the world could make her less of a freak?
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He mouths three simple words.
I'm sorry Angel
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"Angels can fly because they carry no burdens." - Eileen Elias Freeman
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