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  I have realize the girl sitting alone in the forest. She is me , I am her . She lives within me. They who refuse to see this girl are those who are in whisper of contempt . Their despises of me shall burn their own skin... I've seen who I become to be.. more than this old wrapped up paper  under a bed .. they see as no threat , yet I hide behind their misconception .. in my own world I am myself even if I am alone .. my aim shall remain a secret.. to be different in this world is a crime as I am the victim..
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