PROLOGUE

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The world is a complicated place, a combination of being wonderful and devastatingly awful. That's why I let myself to be lost and be trapped on my own dreams. There I could be whoever whatever I want to be. A world of happiness and perfection not a single sorrow could be able to reach me here. But why does this world I once created to be a epitome of perfection slowly crumpled and turns into my greatest nightmare. It seems that this word slowly being a mirror image of my reality PAIN, SORROW, the feeling of being LOST, HOPELESS, And DESPAIR. I can't take it anymore I really need and badly needed to get out of here, I'm lost and slowly drowning.

ASYLUM. Is it really just an institution for crazy? Or maybe it is a place for something unordinary?

Join Desire Cleo Tuazon as she digs deeper to world she once thought just a fragment of her colorful imagination.

LETS START OUR ADVENTURE DEEP DOWN INSIDE OUR PLAYFUL HEAD.

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Warning! Grammatically errors ahead.

Please bear with me folks if you see some grammatically errors throughout this story, I am not a professional neither a good writer/author for the record I still consider myself as a beginner and an amateur. So if you have any suggestion or even criticism, or any say about my stories and poems please don't hesitate to comment it will surely be a very big help for me to improve and also to even more improvised my works thank you.

So this is the first, I hope you'll be able to enjoy this story and give your support till the end mwaps.

With love your Lady Tin.

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Genre: Poetry
Status: On going

Authors note:
This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, location, and incidents are all product of the Author's imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to an actual person living or dead, locales or events is entirely pure coincidence.

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