W Project
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Ongoing1h 17m
Last published Sun, Nov 11, 2018
"What are we...are we just machines?to be use on? to be step on?to be thrown away ?to be alone ?to be their toys ?are we simply machines...that we don't have emotions just because we are different...it doesn't mean we are machines..we feel the same thing as you do"
This story is about regular people who had problems in their own life they wanted to run away from reality but things turn around the tables change everything if you want to know what happen ? Keep reading I hope this description got your attention
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