Flashes

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Reads 43
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Parts 1
Time 13 minutes

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death flashes life memories shortstory spiritual

An accident occurred that made Sam wake up in a completely white room with an item and few blank photos on the ground. A moment before the end of your deep reflection.All Rights Reserved

death flashes life memories shortstory spiritual

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Samantha Hartin
Mon, May 16, 2016

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Samantha Hartin
Mon, May 16, 2016

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