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Two Broken Souls
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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht März 19, 2020
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Happiness is the most strongest emotion that we can feel, along with love, everyone is capable of being happy and being loved but it was neither to Joji.

 A girl who lives in the darkness for the past years, she did not believed any of those words. She became numb and scared to all the things, she cannot love what she used to love before even her passion in writing.

But 
A guy came, who as same as her. Broken and mostly fall out of faith but their path crosses.


Will he either fix it or destroy it again? Or it was another around?
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