Music and Love

Music and Love

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In the year 1994, A 17-year-old lead band member, known as "Ray" goes out one day to see her favorite band perform on stage. Throughout all of the problems she endures along with her new diagnosis, she finally finds someone she can hold on too closely to her heart, someone she can love forever. "The cure" to all her struggles and mental health issues.
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