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Intro. She grew up in a world without her parents' arms. Since childhood, she has known what it is like to be lonely, what it is like to shed tears in the night without anyone comforting her. Everyone else had a place to go to, and she — only herself. But in those weak eyes, there was a steel will hidden. She taught herself how to live, how to stand up after every stumble. She worked twice as hard as others, trying a hundred times harder so that no one could pitied her. Many nights she was exhausted, but never once let go. Now, she's someone everyone looks up to—confident, strong, and successful. On that radiant face, no one can see the trace of a child who was once alone in the middle of life. No one knows, in order to have a smile today, she had to go through many stormy seasons. But it is that past, though traumatic, that forges a soul that nothing can subdue. She is proof that: even without a fulcrum, one can still rise, if one is brave enough to believe in oneself.

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