Don't Leave Me
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Mar 17, 2017
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World War III has begun.
Let me tell you a story of a couple, fighting in the war to serve justice.
Will they survive?
Who knows?
When will the war end?
Who knows?
What fate will they meet in the end?
Who knows?
If you want to find out...
Why don't you read it?
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