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Sep 2018
I was born a warrior, even if I always faced defeat, I've never stopped to breathe. I've been trying hard and even if I failed, I've still been standing at last.

Over twenty years of sorrow and it seemed like nobody had some time to borrow. I had no goal in my life, but I've always been aiming to thrive. Many months, actually years, I've been wasting with wiping away my tears.

But every tear that I have dropped, was just another knowledge unlocked. A new chapter of my story, but all of them never ended with a sorry. My feelings were turned into stones and I could feel the pain passing through my bones.

Pain, tears and me, nobody will ever take us apart, because that's how it shall be. I've told myself that everything might change some day, and as long as my heart is beating I will stay.
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