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Jan 2019
A death is sometimes
more bearable than another.
When a building is in flames
people choose to throw
themselves out of the window.
The fear of height
can’t compete with
that of fire.
We do that everytime
we meet someone new.
We choose to
leap into the void
hoping to be caught in time.
But at the end
we fall.
And we burn.
Written by
Yuki  21/F/Salerno, Italy
(21/F/Salerno, Italy)   
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