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Givrali
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They say I'm lucky. I was saved by doctors from death from my malformed heart and because my parents noticed I was ever trying to catch my breath.
My mother noticed soon brother was abusing me and didn't shy away
Adults always kept an eye on me because they knew I wasn't doing fine
And so...
Lucky lucky lucky lucky.
I say it to myself too.
I'm not lucky
I suffering all the time from the beginning. I can't keep living like that it's too painful. I'm exhausted and sad.
Keep fighting. But for what ? If I want to stop having to fight ?
My mother noticed soon brother was abusing me and didn't shy away
Adults always kept an eye on me because they knew I wasn't doing fine
And so...
Lucky lucky lucky lucky.
I say it to myself too.
I'm not lucky
I suffering all the time from the beginning. I can't keep living like that it's too painful. I'm exhausted and sad.
Keep fighting. But for what ? If I want to stop having to fight ?