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I was beaten.
I was slapped.
I was abused.
I was yelled at.
I was hurled scurrilous offences at.
I was dragged down through the soil.
And that's how I ended up, breaking my silence.
And now, I am never again afraid to speak my mind out.
I never again hesitate to put forth my opinion.
I agree, we should speak wisely, at the appropriate time and when necessary.
But we should speak.
And so, do speak.
Believe in yourself.
Many have come and gone silently. Many got buried and never had even let out a dull cry.
So, you let it out. And a louder one, I suggest. And as much as you want.
Don't hold yourself back.
Place your views out, firmly.
Lead a life and not just live it.