Through the glass
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Última publicación lun, nov 21, 2016
As Tuesday night came to a close Hannah completed her art homework then witnessed a tragic breakup.
Hannah loves to express her feelings through art by using paint,crayons and pencils.
Once her work is finished she looks out to the busy streets of London but just before she turns way something catches her eye which gives her a tingly feeling.
Hours past until...
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