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Dec 2024
My whole world,
My bedroom.
No place I’d rather be… but,
At the same time,
Any place but here is better.

This house I love,
This house I hate,
This house of fire,
Burning with anger,
With rage.

This family I’m grateful for,
Sometimes I can dislike.
The friends I appreciate,
Sometimes I get jealous of.

A terrible human being,
That is what I am.
But then again, that is what I am,
A human being.
Hanney
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Hanney  18/F
(18/F)   
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   The Romantic
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