I, too, was once a dazzling songstress. But after wrinkles crept into the corners of my eyes, I no longer rece…

I, too, was once a dazzling songstress. But after wrinkles crept into the corners of my eyes, I no longer received applause or flowers. What use is passion when it's met with indifference?

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