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Jan 2019
Little girl
don’t you cry.
I know you’re scared.
Everything seems
so much bigger than you.
The world could be
a dreadful place
sometimes.
It spins too fast
for you to
keep up with it.
You’ve got to run.
You are allowed
to fall too
but be quick
to get back up
on your feet.
Nobody is gonna wait
for you out there.
They will even step on you
any time they can.
It is a mortal marathon.
Time to grow up
little girl.
Written by
Yuki  21/F/Salerno, Italy
(21/F/Salerno, Italy)   
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