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And The Walls Come Tumbling Down

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Reads 320
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Parts 29
Time 1h 54m

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This is a memorial for my grandfather who recently passed away. Before he died, he wrote this book. It is about his journey with Parkinson's disease.All Rights Reserved

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a Story

This book was started by a seventeen-year-old guy, who found peace in writing books, and rage in the same time, writing this story until now did give him tears he didn't want, memories he wanted to forget, and feelings he wanted them to disappear. This book is a deep dive in, what will maybe be, the spiral of an endless madness, or, the story of a successful guy, that struggled for his success. It may look like a final clue to a disappearing case, or a suicide note at best, just enjoy these pages, because this may last a few months, a few years, or never, ha-ha.