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Look not upon my face, for I know too well it is a sight most cannot bare, but look upon my heart to find the face with which I should have been born. Listen not for my speech, for I speak no words, but give ear to my violin, the true sound of my voice. Search not for my origin, for I know not my parents, but embrace my family at orphanage at which I reside.

Left Brain : Right Brain

Eleven years ago a child was born.
Is a child still a child if he has no parents?
Orphan.