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Aug 2017
She's not that little girl anymore.
Expectations,
Humiliations,
Condescensions,
The world
Had killed
her happiness,
her soul,
her innocence.
The body is just an empty shell,
just there for the rest of the journey.

{ e.i }
She went through a decade of her life wondering if her smile is genuine or not.
Little Azaleah
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Little Azaleah  21/F/BN
(21/F/BN)   
465
 
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