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“I am tired. I’ve been trying so hard not to be me. For a very long while, I am trying to be someone else against the wound woman hidden inside a soul prison buried in myself, and it’s hurting you. Somehow, you should’ve seen it. You should’ve read me. It hurts badly. I know it hurts you because it hurts me too.”

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Book:Diary of a Murderer
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