Feuillemort

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Description

My life has been like this, like the color of those leaves, it's dying. I had no one to rely on in this maze that tires me out but myself, it is until ...

 

 

 

 

It just took a second before someone reaches out, as I look at the person, I lowered my head. She's here again, I am sorry.

Foreword

This is for those who let people comes in while they are broken.

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