Déjà Vu
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Última publicación vie, feb 26, 2016
In the Society, when someone dies, they don't really die, we think they do, but they don't, they are born again and experience the same life over and over again. No one remembers that they have lived through the same experiences, except for me, Sabrina, but this discovery has put me in great danger, the Council is now hunting me, so they can erase me and replace me with someone new, someone who won't remember.
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