the breaking-6.2

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i wanted the world to see me the way I saw it. like art. not a piece of meat.

when i was younger, i let the world open it's palm in front of me, showing all the mysterious that it held in store.
i wanted to know it all.

i wanted to be the best at whatever i do. i wanted the people around me to be happy because of me.

but,
disappointed was what they all were.

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