Miracle

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believe friendship love miracle shortstory workhard

9 years had passed and now she was standing in front of me and was walking again......

side note: It was my 2014 short story. Just wanna to post and keep it here. Enjoy!All Rights Reserved

believe friendship love miracle shortstory workhard

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MIRACLE
Tue, Feb 21, 2023

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MIRACLE
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