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Tyler laid on his bed, staring up to the ceiling, thinking about what it be like to have a voice.
To be able to talk or sing.
To do anything.
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Tyler laid on his bed, staring up to the ceiling, thinking about what it be like to have a voice.
To be able to talk or sing.
To do anything.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top