Somethings Are Best Left Forgotten
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Last published Sat, Nov 27, 2021
Are somethings worth being forgotten? A long distance relationship. A torn family. Trying to find the answers about the past? This story is reflecting on the past of one of my stories:The Month.
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heavenandhell
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