Those who are not can be boys and girls whose childhood is spent on the street and behind red lights, those who have no birth certificate, no last name, and not even parents who are concerned about multiple children. "Those who are not" can ...
Those who are not can be boys and girls whose childhood is spent on the street and behind red lights, those who have no birth certificate, no last name, and not even parents who are concerned about multiple children. "Those who are not" can be all the girls and boys who together tried to build a better world. Those who spent their time identifying abused children. Instead of a thousand things, they could have done in the prime of their youth, they gathered together to see those whom no one's eyes could see.
He put his palms on his eyes so that the tears would not fall. It was not known whether his face or his hands were colder. He did not want to cry in front of Hanana. This meeting was not supposed to proceed like this. It was not supposed to end with her tears. His palms got wet. He hated her face when she cried. It was ugly and pathetic. He tried to breathe deeply but could not. A barrier was broken and tears could no longer be stopped. He sobbed. He did not even control his voice. Now he didn't care how much he could be crushed in front of Hanana. He felt Hanana's fingers running through his hair.
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