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Stories by Ashirava
Watervrouwe
Het water, zij
Wie is zij?
Who am i ?
Who am i?
I wake up different every week. Is this the only way?
Him or her?
He's looking for love but is left roaming the streets finding no one. His curse, his rose stops him.