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Final Farewell
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Continúa, Has publicado sep 13, 2013
Haloiena Cane, a girl with a not so ordinary life. Gone through difficult trials and circumstances. Has faced hard problems by herself. She didn't asked for any of this. She didn't need a life full of misery. She was starting to lose hope. In everything around her, hopelessness towards the unknown. Depression, anxiety, insomia and everything in between. 

Her body was here, but she was dead inside. Her soul lost and wandering. With no turning back, she risked her own life. A cliff not so far away from her house, and a remnant from her past appeared. Will she still continue her plans or will she stay instead? Will this be the end of her? Will this be her final farewell?

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