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Sadly and such, this was a dream I had.
Honestly, it sucked ass.
I want to let everyone know that I felt everything that happened in this so called dream. Was it the actual thing?
My imagination?
I will never know. Enjoy.All Rights Reserved

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The first and only chapter.
Wed, Jul 15, 2015

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The first and only chapter.
Wed, Jul 15, 2015

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