Here. I'm ready. I waited a long time now. Years to dodge the blows, to smile falsely, avoiding to hit straight. Years in which I had so much to thank the people who believed in me, who were opposed. I had to thank my little face clean, well my luck.
In his hands was my future, those hands have been trying to tear it. And we have tried in every way.
But I'm still here.
Not only that, I smile too. A smile sgembo, controlled, wanted.
And with due elegance
I prepare with a new pleasure for me to serve the account.
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