It feels nice to emerge from the lies. — Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger
It feels nice to emerge from the lies. — Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger
It feels nice to emerge from the lies. — Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger
It feels nice to emerge from the lies. — Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger
It feels nice to emerge from the lies. — Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger
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It feels nice to emerge from the lies.

— Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger
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