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Jan 2017
We bond on the
Way
And we become
Friends

Next day
I feel glad that
I met someone that
Understand
Accepts
Me

I ignore my actual friends
To hang out with the
People I think
Get me

When really
The last day we
Meet
You treat me like an
Outsider

And we go back
To before

No talk
No text
No meeting

Just exclusion
Written after going to a retreat and we bonded on the bus ride but on the last day, they treated me like *****
Giselle Jimenez
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Giselle Jimenez  18/F/Houston
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