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A Moonlit Sky and the Sounds of Gunshots

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Reads 21
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Time 1h 26m

writingislife227

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Is it Deja Vu or is it really true? A Moonlit Sky and the Sounds of Gunshots, a story about Atlantis Ryder, and a journey to love, happiness and remembering.All Rights Reserved

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