What makes a Diamond heart
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Terminé ven., mai 16, 20252h 28m
{A novella}
Comparison kills creativity. Guilt buries it alive.
Every child...maybe not all, but the children of yesterday that are now the adults of today, have experienced at least, once in their life, the terrible taste of Comparison.
So did Liam. And that was why he hated Abram, his brother.
But maybe...just maybe...Abram wasn't as bad as he had always thought he was.
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Started in: Dec 9 2024
Ended in: May 3 2025.
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