{Preface}

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Dear reader;

This story is dedicated to my Mother. The person who still sings to my sister and I at the age of 16. I love you with my whole heart, even when fate is against us, deep down you will always be my home.

This story is inspired by a song my mom sang my sister and I a few days ago, that translates roughly to "Under the Jasmine tree at night". a few translated lyrics will be mentioned in the story.

~Please Enjoy: 

Under The Jasmine Tree

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