Letras de mi corazón
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MatureOngoing7m
Last published Sun, Jan 24, 2021
Love drag us to the world we never expected, we tend to blend to its sounds that full of joys and wonder, dance to its wonderful rhythm of promises and hopes, and mold us to the version of our reflection.
it's not a story nor a novel. its all about the rhythm of the hearts to the persona itself.
The choices she made, the rules she breaks, the path she takes, the time she suffered, the silent fight she fought, and the voiceless hope she conquered.
It's her soul starting to wander, it's her journey to its new beginning.
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