My Story (Complete)
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My name is Josephine Williams and this is My Story. A story full of love, loss, war, pain, and living. This is not one of those 'And she lived happily ever after' endings though I wish it was. It's about how I lived and I wish I didn't; after all of it happened. I wish they would've just left me at that grave.
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