thanks mom.
I cry and cry inconsolably, lying on the floor with my heart between my fingers, do I deserve it? I asked my two dear friends, they didn't look at me, they just ignored me, everyone was laughing happily, why not me? Did I do something wrong? It's okay, next time will be... New school, new friends, how will it go? Thank you! Thank you! Thank you, Mom, for listening to my wishes and letting me move forward.
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