The Soldier Vol I
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Last published Mon, Apr 10, 2023
the Soldier didn't know much about their childhood or any part of thier life for that matter. they stopped asking too, it didn't matter. they can't see people's faces so why try to remember? they did remember however we're two people. and they meant something, but what?
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