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Bom A Descrição dessa história eu um pouco .interessante e sobre uma menina que todos a, chamavam de feia Então ela conheceu um menino Chamado Maxwell Eles Ser Apaixonaram. Mas Os País da Menina Não Aceitaram Porque O Menino Era Drogado ,E então ela descobriu que ela tinha uma doença .Muito Grave e Então iremos Ver oque será O Final
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