As I Lay Vulnerable.
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Last published Tue, Dec 2, 2014
This is the story of a girl. A girl with a lost soul. No plagiarism. This is from my own writing, my own brain storming and memories. Experiences as well. Names and locations have been changed for protection of those. Hope you guys enjoy my story.
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