The Fallen Tribe

The Fallen Tribe

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Fog. That's all I saw everywhere I looked. I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming, or if this was all my reality. I sure hoped not because I would want my reality to be more than just knowing the necessities of my life like my name for instance which was Ameera...Ameera Fallen.
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There is a war raging within me, a constant battle between what I know and what I feel. My priorities became a blur after you happened, and absence never felt so real.

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