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Dear Michael

I've been in your room ever since they told me you died. I've been sleeping in your bed wearing your jumpers. I'm sorry about all the bottles of alcohol laying around your room.

It's a distraction

From this piece of shit called reality

- Luke

Dear Michael ; muke (BOOK 2)Unde poveștirile trăiesc. Descoperă acum