THE LAST RAIN
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This story is an inspiration to me that has happened in my life. Abandoned, Hurt, Sacrificed his life for love. I want to share this story with you to provide knowledge and learn how to love, not just women or men, even LGBT. How to love without getting hurt, How to love without leaving you, How to love happily. This has 5 parts but each part is a short story. The Character name by to my Circle Of Friends:). I hope you like it, Thank you very much.
By: ALVIN JAMES LUSICO
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