Can't be moved// l.h.

Everyday he walked to work, he was used to seeing her, that adorable gold haired blue eyed girl. She'd always be sitting in the same place, with that same guitar, always belting her heart out to his favorite songs. Of course, he never spoke to her; he didn't even know her name. But it always brightened his day, seeing her there sharing her talent with the world, until one day, she wasn't

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