"One day I will wake up to a sweet melody. I will see a rainbow reminding me of life's beauty." She sang in her heart with a smile so warm. She had been through a lot; been punched by life itself. She lost all confidence in tomorrow. I talked to her once, twice, and many times. The pain in her eyes spoke back to me. She never replied, I understood why she couldn't. Sometimes we played, sung, fought, cried; and she still was the best companion. Her faults made my paths straight. Her fears made me move a step ahead. The terror in her eyes made my eyes brighter than ever, and when she called me daughter, I knew I was loved for real because she is my lovely portrait.
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