The guardian angel
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What is life's true goal, for one boy it is eternal beauty even if it means trading in his soul but can anyone make him see life differently?
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This is something I wrote when I was younger and I recently discovered (don't worry it has been edited etc) Please note if you are sensitive to content about suicide or darker themes do not read this.
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