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Renee Ruin, Wounds: Volume 1 Quotes: My sister wrote letters to the dead and hid them in her bedroom drawers.I wrote imaginary letters in my head to living.
         

My sister wrote letters to the dead and hid them in her bedroom drawers.I wrote imaginary letters in my head to living.


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