Prologue

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I had always thought, from an unfortunate young age, that I was cursed from birth. Everything that ever meant anything to me, always slipped between my fingers and was ripped from under my feet. I was left in a constant state of having to stand back up and start over. Like an angel constantly reaching for the heavens only for my wings to be clipped; fallen. My life had.. exhausted me beyond any hope. I wanted to end it all; to save myself. To stop the vicious cycle of pain and loss that I seemed to be eternally stuck within. The only thing that ever offered me comfort had been playing music, but even that was beginning to not be enough. I felt as if I no longer had the human luxury of choices anymore. Until that night, when I was ready to say goodbye to everything, and that mysterious stranger with his admiration for my musical talent appeared.. Maybe I did have one last choice to make.

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