Which of your hurtful stories have I not heard?
And which of your stories that I heard have I not hurt from?
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I am done listening to people demanding me to be a little less of myself, belittling my stories, denying my past. My root of a rose bush shall never grow into a forest of weeping willows.
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But mark my words. Thank me later.
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Questa è Enida 
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