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Without You

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Reads 70
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Parts 11
Time 1h 14m

A_WishingGalaxy

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captainamerica wintersoldier

I need to kill him, he's my mission. I just can't though, it's like he knows me, but why can't I remember him? Do I even know him? I stare down at him my eyes wide, hair going everywhere because of the wind. "I'm with ya til the end of the line." He says staring up at me.All Rights Reserved

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