Exploring Untold Misery

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In the shadows of bright smile and loud laughters, there are hidden pain and misery that no one knows. 

May this fantasy world where eyes becomes ears to souls acknowledge my pain that I endure in silence.All Rights Reserved

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Wed, May 15, 2024

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