There are many things expected of me. As there are many things I was supposed to be. But then again, there are many things I have fulfilled. As there are many things too, that I used to be. But who is there for me at times when all I could be is just me?
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I have been a listener. But even a great listener needs to speak sometimes. I have said my piece and I have been called a mistake. So I walk away, with all my unspoken words. And with all my thoughts, prayers and love… I’ll make it right somehow, somewhere. Away. Right away.
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I’ll be all right, soon.
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Questa è Enida 
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