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“When I looked up at the drink counter from my seat, I went still as a statue, barely breathing. I caught sight of such a wonderful man; one that had the power to stop my breath. Who was I? What was I? Where was I? Everything around me started to fade away. The guy blurred my vision and poisoned my conscience.”

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IF TOMORROW COMES

In this thought-provoking novel, the author delves into the complexities of life, death, and the mysteries that lie beyond the present moment. The story follows a character who grapples with the concept of time and the potentiality of tomorrow, prompting readers to reflect on their own mortality and the nature of existence. more

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