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Aug 2018
I died.
I died once I was born unto this world.
I died when I started to understand.
I died when I learned how to talk.

I die every time I leave the house.
I die when I drive.
I die when I go to different places.
I die when I see things.

Please, help.
Please, have some mercy.
Please, don't give up.
Please, I Still Love Your Chaotic World.
Written by
Phoebe Dancel
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