"I follow my tears as they reassure me that one day life will be better than it was yesterday."
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Pinwheels and Dandelions
Ficção AdolescenteI was kicked around like trash on the streets. I was the book that nobody could understand or read, but without a care, they were quick to rip out the pages. I screamed for attention, but time after time, I was ignored. Nobody noticed me, so I made...
