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Dec 2018
I may only be fourteen,
but I ponder about many things.
Like why do you have to keep on
paying for your car after you buy it?
It's your's, isn't it? It's not like in five years
your car damages the road more.
Why do you have to keep paying for your house?
Its just standing there;
do you have to pay for it to get older?
Why do you have to pay for your drivers' license?
It's your's once you get it, right? You've worked for it.
Maybe some things I just don't get yet.
Maybe some things I will never get.
I just don't get it. I think and think and think about it, but I still don't get it. Just a few out of the many questions that keep me up at night. Maybe it's just me.
Masha Yurkevich
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