Maxine
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I've never been the type to like love songs. Love is overrated, over-exaggerated, meaningless.
Love at first sight was even worse.
But, by some ominous force, I ended up writing love songs to anyone who had the ears to listen.
Maxine, scouted at seventeen, worldwide sensation by eighteen.
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- sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴄʜ ᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs -
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