Who am I?
I am you. I am everyone. But then again I am nothing.
I am just a face in the crowd. The smallest fraction of the population. One more body who aches to wander this cursed land.
I don't want to live forever, but I never want to be forgotten.
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Stories by Jade
Escritos de un Alma Joven
Poesía o algo así.
St. Helendale
The description I wrote originally was too long and I didn't want to miss any detail. You can find it in the...