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 i never liked to be left alone as a child. i was always taken care of. i guess that's why i'm screwed. i was so dependent by the time i have to be on my own, out in this strange, unfamiliar world, i was shocked. shocked by the human behavior. the cruelty of human nature. the prey and the predator. but somehow i managed to stand on my own. barely keeping my head up. barely breathing, barely surviving. but still, i'm standing on my own. and at what price do i have to pay for this independence, for this survival? my soul. my innocence. my old me. and now, i want nothing more than to be left alone.
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By Peter Vidani
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