She speaks
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Last published Mon, Jun 1, 2020
As she made her way through her life, she craved to savor it to the fullest and face her demons with a smile like a sword.
Life wasn't easy.
But
She was desperate.
She had the soul that fights and a heart that speaks.
Let's unveil her musings and relate to her tales that remained burried in her abyss.
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