Suddenly, I feel myself like a china dool, strong but fragile.
Independnt, I pretend to be.
Tough, to disguise true feeling.
One day, I found there is a fissure but I ignored it.
Without feeling hurt, continue to pretend, to disguise, to ignore......
Finally....piece by piece....
I am a discarded china doll on an anonymous street.
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