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Air is an essential part of life. We need air in our lungs to breathe and plants to create the oxygen that is produced into the air that we breathe. It's a cycle that's constantly repeated day by day. 

But what happens when one single soul upon the millions on planet earth manages to steal your breath away just by words on a piece of paper? Do you stop breathing or do you breathe normally but easier? Or do you continue to breathe the same air but see life in a new light?

Your answers will be answered along with mine when you embark on this journey with me. A journey that started in a form of a single letter that lead to more letters going back and forth between Oklahoma to New York, a journey from two people completely different people that just so happens to connect so well through shared thoughts.


'You live a life far better than mine from what I can tell. How is it that I entice you in any way possible. I just don't see it. Compared to you, I'm just... Painfully me.'All Rights Reserved

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Stay strong and fight this new world, survive, but never forget where you came from, everyone you loved and cared for. Take one day at a time and keep holding on. Daryl/Oc This was originally on my fan fiction account and then I moved it BarbaraQ18 here on wattpad and now it's here. If you started reading this before sorry about the change.

MASK {COMPLETED} ✔️✔️ by priyaxsidneet

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