Me,Myself and I
Those innocent eyes, the beautiful smile on her face. She is shy and innocent but nobody knows she is a mystery. She is an open book but there is no one who can read her except her best friend, even though she never lived with her nor met her. Her own family do not know her more than she knows them. Sometimes she wonders, but still act normal. She can act, pretend and those near her will never know. She is waiting for someone who can read her just like her best friend does. She is waiting for someone who will understand her and know her more than she knows herself.
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
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