Memory

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My memory is a curse I shall never be able to get rid of.

Too many injustices for me to completely forget.

Too many unfounded biases for me to endure;

Now.

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This blog, as a reflection (however shoddy) of its creator, is mostly about her, people around her, things that she's passionate about or not for that matter; among other things. This is where she practices her writing.

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