This world is a library. Every person is a book. I want to expand this library as much as I can. What I make are my baby's. I want them to live at new heights.
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The Day The Stars Fell from The Sky
Clouds. Mama. Sand. Run. Chase. Heavy. Cold. Keep going. Dark. Nazir. Find people. Blood. I'm sorry.
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51 Lightyears
Henry Smith has had a bad few years. That is not going to change any time soon, but at least there is someone...