Chapter 24: Sherlock Holmes?
Call Me Sherlock.
A paradox of brilliance and contradiction — fame or lame? I say both. An artistic soul, sentimental at times. As ruthless as it may seem, maybe born just the opposite. The kind of happy-go-lucky vibe, yet broken inside. Looking from afar, admiring god's creation. Still, there's a surprising naivety in trusting people, resulting in building walls. It's annoyingly amazing to cross paths, where emotions felt like a roller-coaster ride. A humbling experience, yet beneath the glamour lies something sharper.
Part 1; It's not always rainbows and butterflies.
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