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A Thousand Splendid Suns Part 1

My name is Mariam Does it matter? From the beginning I was doomed A harami in a Muslim world A world where a girl has no rights Where a harami has even fewer I am a slave in a man's world My mother, Nana, tried to tell me I didn't listen. Too caught up in the world of Jalil My father, but me not his daughter Through my experiences I have learned Like Nana said, Persevere There is little happiness In a world where nothing is fair.

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