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Realization
Flight, an alternative chosen when there isn't any possibility left, when want to try straightening the twisted eventualities in life, when the ability to use mind has lost long while ago. I wish every occurrence flashing in-front since a few days, goes back to its rightful origin. I want to return back to being the teenage student, who didn't have to carry burden of numerous people's life on her fragile shoulders. I prefer to run, walk away from life. Only because of the vile creature, who happened to adore submission more than he should. I always cherished my life, I never had complaints, I was happy in what I had or how I lead my life. But now all ability to stay optimistic, evaporated through thin air. And I decided to pick what's right for me, no matter what, I will have my normal l
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