Disabled
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Last published Sun, Apr 21, 2013
Disabled is based on the poem by Wilfred Owen, Disabled.. :L It's about what happeded before and so on... If You haven't read the poem I wont spoil it for you, but you DON'T need to have read the poem to understand it...! Once I have finished this I will do a carry on which will go in to more detail about the poem! :) Please vote and Follow my channel! :DD THANKS FOR READING :P XOXOXO
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