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Addicted to You
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Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2015
Jacob Deaner has had weird dreams ever since he was a child. He dreams of another life: a life he had during this one. He believes he was taken from his real family. He believes that his real mother and father died in a house fire and his neighbors took him in as theirs. He believes his real name is Jacob Andy.
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