“These are my words but this is not my voice.
I desperately want to speak but the words just won´t come out.
Everybody judges me. They think I am rude because I don´t say “Thanks”
or strange because I won´t join in. Sometimes I feel that I am living in
black and white while the rest of the world is in color. But given a
chance, I have feelings, I hate, I love.”
- El Cesana
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