My Miserable Life
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Every girl dream to be a princess
Im girl and Im living like a princess
Every person has a dream, all person has their own wishes
But for me I have only one wish. I want to be free.
Because I want to live normal like what others do.
But sad to say I cant because of my parents.
They are strict that comes to the point that they were afraid to show me the real worl.
They built those tall wall around the house and put so many bodyguards around it.
To ensure that I wont escape .
How should I live my life this misirable?
I Want To Be Free
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