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... read her wings wide.
Because she had realized—no one would ever reach out to help her.
The more she clung to vague hope, the deeper her heart filled with disappointment and rage.
Then the voices of hatred and resentment whispered in her ears, pointing toward the spectators.
As the despair of one little girl deepened, the audience only grew happier.
Their ugliness was cursed.
Faced with the grotesque nature of people, the goodwill she had clung to a ...
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