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Ongoing, First published May 10, 2025
Mature
What if we forget ourselves for a moment? 

If lies didn't exist, the truth wouldn't be so precious - they say. 

The stupidest thing I've ever said is that I can't wait to grow up, to become my own person. 

I've been everyone's, but not mine. 

I'm nineteen years old, am I living life or surviving it?

This time I've given my life over to the little miracle I gave birth to.

I write so I don't forget myself, I'm silent so everyone can hear me. 

This is not an ordinary book. This is a story. 

MY STORY.
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