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Amnesia
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Concluída, Primeira publicação em jul 03, 2015
Was all the six years we lived, worked, trained together meant nothing to her? How could she forget and erase all the memories and times we spend together? She left a whole fucking life behind, how could she be fine? Cause I'm not fine at all.
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