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paradise

Leituras 7
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Leituras 7
Votos 0
Capítulos 1
Tempo <5 mins

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I'm amber 17yrs old come join me as I tell my story of friendship and betrayal  of love and heart ache  .. as I find my self with everything  yet with absolutely  nothing..



   note I had written book before but decided to re do it 
 also I have no rights over the cover photoTodos os Direitos Reservados

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Kandi, de justsayinabc

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Delirious Love

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