The Life We Can't Control

The Life We Can't Control

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*INCOMPLETED STORY* "I want a home with a garden," I said. "Ten acres of it. And I want it filled with flowers and trees, and I want a garden with a pond and a place with a secret shack where we can write lyrics and songs and do all sorts of things. A secret place for us. Just me and you." "We can only dream," you said. "But if we try hard enough, we can make it a reality." She was just a girl who wanted her dreams to become a reality. And they do. But sometimes the world gives us trouble, and we need someone to get through it with us. That's where he came in.
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