Memento Vivere Book 1 -- The journeys
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Ongoing, First published Jul 19, 2018
Memento Vivere [Latin phrase]
Meaning: Remember to live 

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She lived in a world where perfection was the motto

So she forgot to live while striving for perfection 

She lived in a world where what people thought of her was more important than what she thought of herself 

So she forgot to live while striving to please people 

She lived in a world where nobody would accept the fact that she was dark skinned and beautiful 

So she forgot to live while striving to achieve the perfect skin tone 

She lived in a world where the injustice done to her was more her fault than the culprit's 

So she forgot to live while striving to prove her innocence 

But at night, when the world was as empty and quiet as her soul, when the only things she could hear were her heartbeat and the howling winds, they would all whisper the same thing to her. 

'Remember to live'...

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Note : Any resemblance to anyone's name or story is purely coincidental. All the stories and characters mentioned inside are fiction.
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