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Text : When you are little and lonely, the last kid picked for the game - if you are even picked at all. The kid nobody eats lunch with or invites to their sleepovers unless their mothers insist on everyone being invited - and that's worse, so much worse. Adults tell you that "when you are older you will find true friends, friends who appreciate you just the way you are." It's bull, all of it. Those true friends, for some of us, never show up. Chaque paragraphe sera un test.

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