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Evolution


One year ago.

I wasn't who I am now. 

One year ago.

A lot has changed within me.

I use to be passionate to become a psychatrist.

But now I have a new passion,

a better one.

I strive to persue my career in criminology.

Why? You ask.

I am not only into the criminal mind,

I want to understand them. 

I want to help them in anyway I can.

I want to help our people in society,

to not cower away in fear because of the criminals.

Remember that they're still human just like us. 

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