SCARS...
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Last published Tue, Oct 10, 2023
All I have wanted to do in this life is to hide. Hide all the scars, hide all those memories, hide the past. The past with my brother and father
I never really knew who I was, but on this journey to find out will it help me find out who told my life away from me...
Join me and help me find out if Cearra will discover who she is and what the future hold for her, in her adventure with Dave
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