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Nov 2018
Living with scars of past it’s the biggest  ****** to your future,nobody care about us they use us they  fool us once we open our eyes they vanish,they leave us with million pieces  inside our  chest,our only weapon is a smile to hide our  wound,to tell them properly <*******>
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Lotfi  22/M
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