Plusieurs menace mais un acte
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Last published Thu, Jun 7, 2018
Certaines faiblesses peuvent être vaincu mais d'autres ne peuvent qu'être oubliées que si l'on se blesse jusqu'à notre dernier souffle.Ces peurs sont souvent causer par les autres et souvent à l'école.
Pourquoi l'humain cherche-t-il à faire du mal aux autres ?Moi,je ne sais toujours pas mais c'est ce que j'ai subi fait parti de cette souffrance et c'est ce que je vais vous raconter.
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