they were always different people, changing from one place to the other. I was trying to figure
out why Freddie, who I imagined one day in the park, never followed me back home, to continue our playtime – as it was supposed to happen. Or why the twins I met one Wednesday

Album: What is Tragedy?
Data: 16 iulie 2024

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understand at first. I felt like a stranger in my own body, and the worst part was that I couldn’t
who supported me in this regard, pushing me, telling me that this is how my imagination
they were always different people, changing from one place to the other. I was trying to figure
at a family friend’s house disappeared every time the husband entered the room. Despite all
want to meet Mrs. Correy, my plush frog, or hear me talk about the new cartoon I’m stuck on.



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