I was walking through the street when I say another slave auction.. I scoff.. how disgusting. I sigh deeply, and just as I’m about to walk away.. I notice you. You are staring at the floor with your ocean blue eyes, you have ripped clothes and many wounds, but that’s common for a slave. I feel an odd connection toward you.. I push my way through the crowd and walk up to the seller, keeping my eyes on you excuse me sir.. I would like to buy him I point to you.
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