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I'd wake up. Get on the bus. And sit quietly for the ridiculously long bus ride. Until...
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It was never easy, especially because ,,,,,,,,it was my fault. So I stopped talking and hid my face to forget everything. Although that would not be the last time to revisit mt past.

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