The Man Who Lived Behind The Sun
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...the story of love, and being ripped apart by realizing that having a family wasn't quite in the cards. Falling from the love you found happiness in, but soon came to realize you came just a bit too short in everything you have done to keep holding on. It's okay, you're a mistake, but that doesn't mean mistakes weren't meant to be mended.
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