"My wings were clipped, but they grew back. However, they have been clipped again, and the process will continue until I free myself from my past."
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Pinwheels and Dandelions
أدب المراهقينI was kicked around like trash on the streets. I was the book that nobody could understand or read, but without a care, they were quick to rip out the pages. I screamed for attention, but time after time, I was ignored. Nobody noticed me, so I made...
My wings were clipped, but they grew back...
"My wings were clipped, but they grew back. However, they have been clipped again, and the process will continue until I free myself from my past."
