I have lived my life for the fullest but and I have been stabbed by a knife. It´s not what I want but when I fight for my life, it´s not easy to forget or forgive.
My story is simple. I wake up in the morning and when the day has gone, I still feel like a given up person. So... I´m still alive and well. But somethings missing. What are your thoughts?
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