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Aug 2017
I visit this town every year.
Hoping to find something i can admire.
Nothing, nothing's really changed.

The talks
They keep asking me the same old questions
How old are you now? How's school going?

Oh dear,
let's talk about how our sisters suffer at the border.
Let's talk about the issue of segregated gender.
Let's talk about how our brothers live matter.

I'm craving for the talks about; how you and i will change the world?
Written by
Isna Maulidya  16/F/Indonesia
(16/F/Indonesia)   
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