Prologue

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Death is not the greatest loss in life, the greatest loss is what dies inside us when we live. Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.

To be steady in the soul, and free in the spirit.
She had a wild spirit, but a soft heart and such a sweet soul.

The way he looked at her, as if her smile was the only thing that could possibly matter.

It's breathtaking, how your heart spills out of you, so achingly soft, and chaotically unsure, but as if the hole entire world catches fire, and your wanting to just be so in love with it all.

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Hi I'm new here. This is something new for me and even though I am busy, lockdown has encouraged me to write my own story. Please don't hate on it, as I am not the best author and this is just some fun. Thank you.


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