Childhood is like a knife placed on a table for a long time – it didn’t hurt me. However, I have learned to use the knife, well enough to stab my own body.

童年是一把刀子。刀子放在桌上很久了,它沒有傷害我,是我學會了握刀子,自己刺傷了自己。

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