I Am a Healer
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Concluida jue, ene 24, 201929m
I am part of your every day life, yet you don't know I'm there. I'm always around, watching and patiently waiting for your name to be next on my list. But don't worry, I heal never hurt. Some call me by my real name, however most humans just call me by the nickname all healer's are given. But I'll let you figure that out for yourself.
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