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Dandelions
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Ongoing, First published May 19, 2018
"When will I be okay?" she asked as her silent tears fell against his cotton shirt.
"I don't know," he whispered into her ear solemnly as he wrapped her fragile frame in his embrace, "I don't know."

Junia and Solomon are two lost souls trying to make their way back home as they run away from their scarring pasts which lead them into an unfortunate predicament: a mental institution. Can love be their guides to salvation or will they remain as dandelions blowing aimlessly in the wind?
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Some people merely adopt darkness, but she was born into it. Hiding every gloomy secret, covering all the lies, she walks through the life devoid of all emotions. They all labeled her, those silly people, if only they had stop for a moment and observed. Looked into her eyes and see the wreckage behind them, see the hurt and the pain behind that anger. Nobody noticed, nobody tried to care... until that someone. • • • They loath each other and there's nothing anyone could do. Winter and Ethan are like fire and ice, like darkness and light, like hurricane and tornado they don't mix at all. But, fate, my friend is one hell of a player. So, what will happen when Fate works it's magic and the two arch enemies are thrown together? Amidst all the chaos, heart breaks and tears, will the truth finally come out and surrender? or will it act just as stubborn as the person, who hid it. Copyright © mysteriouslypoetic 2018. All Rights Reserved.