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Others do not understand how you can feel yourself as if you do not counted.
I was eight years old and I had a little man in the wood really bad that I called Frank and repeated over and over: “you do not have to be bad, be nice.” What nonsense, as if by magic, being able to change him I could change myself.
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Give me your hand.
Hold me close to you.
I am made of wood.
I am no longer a child.