Being Human
The light streams in, odd at 2am. Since the spaceship arrived, night has become a memory.
They call themselves 'human'.
Apparently, they come in peace, so why does my world burn?
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The light streams in, odd at 2am. Since the spaceship arrived, night has become a memory.
They call themselves 'human'.
Apparently, they come in peace, so why does my world burn?
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro