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Ongoing, First published Sep 26, 2015
Mature
"I don't think he could ever stay really. He was like the wind. Always moving. He never stayed in a relationship. Or a friendship. Or a group. Or anything else, really. He was never the type to stick to one hobby. And he was never the same person as the boy from just yesterday. Always changing, always moving, never defined. Never permanent. He was indeed wind, but the problem with wind is that nobody has a clue as to where it blows." Read more to experience the undoing of Mark Nichols and his destructive behavior. // *New Chapters Every Sunday* //All Rights Reserved
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