Breaking Boughs
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  • Reads 312
  • Votes 20
  • Parts 1
  • Time 19m
Ongoing, First published Nov 24, 2015
Mature
  I wonder how many people there are in the world who suffer, because they could not break out from their own shyness and reserve, and in their blindness and folly built up a great distorted wall in front of 'em that hid the TRUTH! I say break it, u might never suffer as much as Vikram did.
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