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Expiration Dates

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dystopian ya young

In a future world as a way of population control he government creates expiration dates. When a baby is born they have a random day on their left wrist... This is the day they will die. But it doesn't hold true for Nala, when the day comes that she has been preparing for her whole 15 years of life finally comes...Nothing happens.All Rights Reserved

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Mon, Dec 25, 2023

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Mon, Dec 25, 2023

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