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A girl named Hope, was in a state of despair from a glance in the mirror at the sight of her hair. She tumbled down the well For all her days she fell, Until she landed eventually.

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Written by

SoZaka

M / Seattle

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Written by

SoZaka

M / Seattle

Published

Oct 27, 2018

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1m

Notes: It's supposed to be dark its Halloween
Tags: #hope #wisdom #life

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