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For years I learned to be a good daughter, a good student. I learned my obligations, responsibilities, attachment, I learned to behave, to obey, to suppress, to control, to recite Chinese classics, to perform Shakespeare on stage, to practise the fucking Mariage D'amour.

For years, trying to be a loyal friend, do good to others, to be considerate and caring, as what an Asian woman is expected to become, placing others' needs always above mine,

then you showed up, out of nowhere in this dirty crowded city with a population of 7.4 million,

– a sparkle, a flame, then fucking fireworks blooming in the sky that exposes cruelly the darkest currents in my world, every touch, rummaging through my desire to activate earthquakes on my skin.

Gone now. Gone again.
Worse than a whisper into the wind.

You know what? Fuck all that shit.
You or not, I've decided to be selfish this time.
I ain't gonna be tamed under those claws.
For years I learned to be a good daughter, a good student. I learned my obligations, responsibilities, attachment, I learned to behave, to obey, to suppress, to control, to recite Chinese classics, to perform Shakespeare on stage, to practise the fucking Mariage D'amour.

For years, trying to be a loyal friend, do good to others, to be considerate and caring, as what an Asian woman is expected to become, placing others' needs always above mine,

then you showed up, out of nowhere in this dirty crowded city with a population of 7.4 million,

– a sparkle, a flame, then fucking fireworks blooming in the sky that exposes cruelly the darkest currents in my world, every touch, rummaging through my desire to activate earthquakes on my skin.

Gone now. Gone again.
Worse than a whisper into the wind.

You know what? Fuck all that shit.
You or not, I've decided to be selfish this time.
I ain't gonna be tamed under those claws.
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