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One ********* stands in the corner of the room. Whilst the moonlight beams through the French windows, He is motionless as he waits to endure more pain. Without suffering and a thumping Pulse, Can he live? Although he continuously prays for change, He thrives and thrives and grows...
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 8:02 AM UTC
Growing Pain
One ********* stands in the corner of the room. Whilst the moonlight beams through the French windows, He is motionless as he waits to endure more pain. Without suffering and a thumping Pulse, Can he live? Although he continuously prays for change, He thrives and thrives and grows...
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 8:02 AM UTC
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