Prologue

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So let your heart, sweet heart,

Be a compass when you're lost to me.

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The drum inside of us, the heart, is made up of thousands of tiny compasses.

(they are growing up without me)

Each one leads us to a different sense.

(everyone left me, even you)

They allow us to find hope, sadness, anger, pride, and all things humane.

(now i am here, we meet again)

All of these smaller compasses make up one giant compass, your heart as a whole, and this compass is destined to lead you to one sole person, and their heart to yours.

(please, save me, fix me, love me)

I know I will find you, some day.

(again.)

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In a wounded small town, Jungkook grows up to the sound of Yoongi's music.

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