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Oct 2021
We all are born someday, but as we grow up, we start to bury ourselves within a mask, and we go out trying to make something of ourselves, to β€˜be somebody’.
Forgetting what we buried,
Forgetting who we are…..!
Are you really you right now?
Written by
Hooria Iftikhar  F
(F)   
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