Origins: A long way home

Origins: A long way home

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Mahalia-caoife burkhmar Yup, that's my name and I can bet a million dollars than most of you can't pronounce it right. When I thought about it, it was a really complicated name for an ordinary person like me......but now, my life is nothing but complicated. One minute I'm saying my zhuhr (early afternoon prayer) the next I'm wearing a beautiful dress that cost way more than my old house with hundreds of unfamiliar faces staring up at me expectantly. But I don't regret it, you know? being ordinary was getting a little boring. My once calm life was now a roller coaster.
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