SEVENTEEN
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Last published Thu, Oct 19, 2023
What lingers in the darkness should be left alone. Especially when it's least expected. Being seventeen never had it's perks and this was one reason why. What do you do when you feel like someone is coming after you and all you can do is plague those thoughts alone?
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