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I made it in this world.


There have been wounds in my life. I'm used to the pain. I have been chasing love. I'm invisible on this earth, I'm always transparent. Even by my own parents. I have learned since I was older... That I would be alone and sad. No father at my side. I had to learn to be older when I was young. How did I ever learn to recognize the love of a family. When I shed these tears. I can give you my fake smile. There's no use of pretending. You know my past. I made it in this world. Alone.
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