



Without Light
parhipyao•~7min de lecture
Genres et ambiance
My days were numbered by a love I thought never existed and when the light shone again, it was too late to come out of the darkness.
Synopsis
My days were numbered by a love I thought never existed and when the light shone again, it was too late to come out of the darkness.
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Voir le profilSem talento, nem pretensão. Uma heigelniana que beija fotos de Marx, em eterna crise existencial, escrevendo para me salvar de a...
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