Prologue

Love for Arts
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Believing the interpretation of fate is not as I perceived it to be. Tricked into a fairy tale and given to someone else. He ignores my explanation of it all yet I wholeheartedly believe that I’m meant for him, not the other. Saddened by the fact that he chooses not to accept the truth. My true love is at arm’s length, unreachable as I become exhausted in my attempts to hold on. From my lips I plead with God above that my beloved hears me and my words do not fall upon deaf ears. “I love you.”

I. LOVE. YOU.

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