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... ing with everyone.
However, Lenna never thought of herself as ‘good’.
‘I was like that only because I had no one to comfort me when I cried and no one to hear my tantrums.’
Lenna’s oldest memory was sitting alone on the floor of a spacious, cold living room.
Parents that were busy with meetings each night.
A much older sister who never visited home after moving to the school dormitory.
It was rare for the four people to come together.
‘’When I think abou ...
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