Troublemarker
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Last published Tue, Mar 2, 2021
In the year of 2080, where society is supposed to be picture perfect and everyone is the same, the teens of the generation is not being perfect. The teens are being crazy and wreckless with there uncontrollable powers..They soon will get a taste of reality.
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