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A Poem of Benevolence

A Poem of Benevolence

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Romance
It all began in the silhouettes of a room against the lights. There, she met the man who would change her life. Alexandra has always made it a big deal when it comes to people's hardships and pains. She took it so seriously that it became her job as an adult. Throughout her whole life, it seems like the universe was giving her sad words that come together to be one tragic poem. And she herself is running from the past she tries so hard to forget... But how long will she be able to run before the memories of the past catches up with her? And once it does, will she still be able to love the person whose name is carved in her heart and whose memories bothered her? Is it still possible that her poem would change? Delve into astonishing wisps of friendship, family, career, and love coalescing into a beautiful poem of benevolence.
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