Loves all around unceasingly pampered her with comfort. Like a bundle of joy, a pat on the head coupled with gentle remarks never seemed to detach nor single her out from their lives. Though one by one went on separate ways, they continued to bring her joy.
If she had a choice, she chose not. By a destiny clung to her chest, she fought every temptations that came into her ways. Defeated, and yet, defeated day by day. Deceived and weak, she was.
She wiped away in tears. I will be a conqueror one day.
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