Late Realizations

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I used to lived in a cold place but it felt warm, there is this lady who always gives us food whenever we stay late for studying. Sometimes it is cold, because we cannot fathom her tantrums or his angry attitude towards us.

Sometimes I am scared, sometimes I adore her. But what is really heartbreaking is we never get the chance to tell her how much we appreciate her. Those rebellious moment was the only thing that she can remember , we thought so

Wherever you are, I just wanna thank you for taking care us during our hard times and late night study. I know you have a good heart it just happen that we did not know the pain you are going through…