Fading Hope

Fading Hope

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The term there is always two sides of a story doesn't come from nowhere it was created to emphasize that the world would rather listen to the side that louder, the side that looks more vulnerable the side that screams out to the universe that they are the victim. No one wants to check out the quiet side. I was one of those people, till I met him. My name is Hope and this is my side of the story.
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