Scattered Melody And Colors
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A girl named Crescencia Benitez like her name, her radiant and carefree personality glows like the light of the crescent moon, but how about to the dark part that does not have light?
Will the tune of his music can bring light to her dark soul?
Or maybe her art can bring colors to his greyish parts?
When their love for their passions connects their hearts, no one can burn it until you count.
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