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Looking for Hope

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She was told life would be simple. That trying new things is a good thing. But she never listened to any of it. She believed that stay with the old and everything would be fine, but somthing happened that proved her wrong.

    Now Za'hera is by herself, something new. She met someone new. She didn't like this but she remembered- 'Try new things.'- She knew she had to try. She doesn't want to regret this. And now, She's 'Looking for Hope'

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