TheFoolishYouth
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PainA Chapter by TheFoolishYouthThe rain beat down ruthlessly on Sofia's head, her thoughts raced without a sign of ceasing. She hadn't stopped walking for a good two hours, and with.. |
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TruthA Chapter by TheFoolishYouth"Wh- wait, what?!" She exclaimed confused as she watched him grab a few things from the passenger seat in the front. "You heard m.. |
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HopeA Book by TheFoolishYouth"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all" Emily Dickinson |