Bury The Dead
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Have you ever met a person as kind as an angel that you cannot find any fault while you are with them?
Klon, with all his trauma, can sweep anyone in his way with just a kind curve on his lips and his charming persona.
But everyone has skeletons in their closet, right?
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Unscripted (ryllon)
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