Awaken Time
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There is issues in life never addressed, i want to empathizes obstacles and struggles through victims life using writing as my sword to fight discrimination on earth. I want to explore life in a open way so lets live it by making stories that maybe real. So these are short stories of positions of hate, spread love and dream on life is too short to go back and fix mistakes. <3 <3 <3
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