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It's always brings tears in my eyes thinking of,
what I wanted and what I got,
Why trusted people and,
why I was deceived,
The kind of world I have imagined and,
What kind of world became reality,
How I want to see myself and,
I how I am,
But crying for hours I am like, "fuck it" I can still recreate everything......
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