PROLOGUE

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"The  starry skies, the stars, the cold breeze and you, who stand before their grave. Thou shall not be forgotten for they are the family you found and yearned, their smiles and laughter still remain deep in your memories. You've yet to realize. Within yourself, you only believed what your mind desires, but not what your heart desires. You  choose to believe others and factuals other then your own feelings. But what does that make you now? A heartless person."

And to that, he folded the paper where the poem was written.

" Do you understand now, Arliette?"

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