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What's it to you?

by mst

Who are you to tell me, that inhaling a plant's smoke is bad..? Should I no longer stand by the fire? for fear of filling my lungs? Why do you care, if my child does not know your god? My god is bigger, and bolder, and better, so why don't your children listen? What is it to you, if I want to die? Leave this world which I no longer love, yet, you cut my wings so that I cannot fly.
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Written by
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Published
Mar 19, 2015
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#freedom#power#control
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