

The Note, prologue Every peace of writting begins with inspiration. It could be drawn from a picture, a song, things you did or have seen, and even an emotion. In some form my hand is made to design these words, from being inspired by those things and more. Yet I am just another man with a broken heart. One more single sheet of paper driven by the unconditional love for a women. She with her heart of gold and beauty beyond your dreams. Unfortunately, I have now become what I fear the most, a stereotype for society to pity. Just another fThe Note, prologue
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