Call My Name {Completed}
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"All you need to do is call my name."
From afar she saw him.
To a flavor he finally talked to her.
Like a small notebook, she wrote little thoughts.
Thoughts about the person she fell for.
But sometimes....
The other don't think the same way.
First love, to standing afar once again.
Sometimes the name they call ain't ours.
Why is this world so cruel?
A simple, short 10 chapter book.
With a bit of poetry mixed in.
In a very unique way.
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