The six years old me must not be proud of myself now.
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Poetrythe sadness won't go away, learn to turn it into an art. this book based on everything i feel; sadness, dissapointment, happiness, confuseness, you named it. our life has it ups and it downs, so try to enjoy it. p.s. sorry for the grammar error...
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The six years old me must not be proud of myself now.
