The Lost Clan
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Last published Wed, Nov 2, 2016
Here's to the lost, the hopeless, the dreamers, the realist, the strong, the weak. The introvert, the extroverts. The popular, the outcast. The dominants, the submits. The light and the dark. The colours and colourless. The good and evil. The civilised and the savage.
Welcome to The Lost Clan. Everyone is just like a piece of white paper, pure. Forget the status, forget the people, forget the memories.
Everything that you did, recap them. Rethink. Relive. Then ask yourselves...
Can you call this a crime ?
Please don't plagiarise. Copyright by whileibreatheihope.
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