The sky is much greyer in this story. Years ago, before Miranda ever took to the bottle, she was an aspiring musician. Her chords were always in perfect key, and people from all around would come to hear the girl with hair in half moons sing. They would sing along and succumb into her rhythms with manic dance. One day Jessica grew lost within this
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