Life's a Melody
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Warning; Depressing and touchy subjects are used within this text. If you feel uncomfortable, or can not handle these topics then please do not read. Thank you, Wynter.
Lost within a dark and unruly world you struggle to find a way to peace. A lack of what is called heart song is causing you the trouble, so what will happen when you gain the trust of those who you've aided? Will they lend you a helping hand or turn a blind eye to your efforts, forcing you to stay awake for an eternity in antagonizing suffering. There's truly only one way to find out, and I hope you enjoy your journey. I did create this story, all work is original and belongs to me.
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