Dolor



Dolor del corazón. Ser despreciado es cuestión de madurez. Una lección. Es triste perder un examen una y otra vez. Nuestra identidad no proviene de lo que dice una calificación. Soy más que una calificación.  Los parámetros que la sociedad ha impuesto no determinan mi ser ni mi valor y ni mi amor propio. 

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