I was to late ,I came to know of morning after the sun had long risen.Everyone else knew but me ;I guess this is what happens when you live under a rock
Innocent is what you might call me ,But am I? That's for you to find out .
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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.