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"Tu connais mon nom mais pas mon histoire."
Cette citation est tellement vrai, elle illustre parfaitement qui je suis, beaucoup de personne me jugent sur l'apparence mais au fond combien d'entre eux connaissent mon passé ? Personne, je n'ai jamais rien dit à personne et ils se permettent tous de juger...
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