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Questa è la mia storia. Una storia che parla di noi,due ragazzi che si guardavano sempre,da sconosciuti. Lui con il cappuccio sempre sulla testa,non se ne separava mai. Io che lo fissavo. Poi ad halloween lo conobbi e la mia vita cambió. Spero che vi piaccia dato che si tratta della mia vita.
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