Adopted//T.c
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Ultima pubblicazione sab, apr 9, 2016
Hi my name is Dessiana! I'm 4 years old and I have brown hair with brown eyes. I live in an orphanage. My parents left me here when I was 1 and said they would come back.but 3 years later they still haven't come back. So now I just have to wait until I get adopted.
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