Being Sensitive and Survive

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I care because no one cares.
I help because I know how it feel to be helpless.
I cheer because I know how it feel to be alone.
I support because I know how it feel to be unsupported.
I stay because I know how it feel to be left.
I’ll do whatever it takes until I’m starting to regret the things I did.

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