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Another Myth
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Complete, First published May 27, 2015
I thought I'd be vanished from this world.
But it seems vanishing is very hard.
Even harder than anyone can realize.


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I fear for one day when I cease to exist in your world everything will be lost. So here's a compilation of all the works I've ever done for Teaful's Library since 01/06/2020 (>'-'<) There's a lot of Italian words, phrases and titles I used when writing because I was learning it (still am but not often) but, other than that, I would say the majority of my works are poetry (^///^) Key: ✨ - Author Favourites (c) - Author Collaboration w/ Other Authors (s) - Book Series And if you gave a part a star thank you so much!! It really means a lot to me!! <3 Time to list out the copyrights: ©ShadowEpc ©Mimom14