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Freeborn, a novel
Freeborn

© Grace Call Communications, LLC 

Copyright © 2017 by Natisha Renee Williams


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It is herein stated as a matter of record that the publication titled Freeborn is a novel written by Natisha R. Williams and is being pre-published by the author using Blogger.com, and that pre-publishing began on October, 24 2017.  The author Natisha Renee Williams reserves all rights.

It also herein stated as a matter of record that the publication titled Freeborn is the first book in the novel series The Decks and the Road which has been established by the author Natisha Renee Williams.  All rights reserved by Grace Call Communications, LLC and the author Natisha R. Williams in use of the brand and branding of the trademark name The Decks and the Road.
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