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How wide can your imagination be, what boarders can your creativity cross |
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She told her to stop, she was too busy running away she did not here, please come back Claire, faire kept on shouting this time horse than before, each and everytime she spoke he moved closer.she could here a thunder of footsteps moving in all directions, "I couldn't go through with this again " Claire was arguing with herself.T The pain Pearce right through her skin, the horror of another light second alone terrified her, she could not do this without faire .......... |