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Chapter 12 - simplicity

I crave for things out of reach,

I ask for favors that people would think are outrageous,

"I just need—"

"Can you—"

They don't bother to listen to what I was asking,

Unless it's a child,

But I'm still a kid, living in a tall world,

Don't i deserve to say "I just want to feel safe"

In a world full of wars