Apocalypse |Daryl Dixon|
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Last published Wed, Dec 28, 2016
When you're living in a world where dead people come back alive and start eating the living, there's no room for mistakes, mistakes could be deadly. Well meeting Daryl wasn't a mistake, it was at first but now that I look back on it, it changed my life.
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