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Oct 2014
Why
She let out a sigh and rested her little head on the top of my arm
Her small frame not reaching high enough to my shoulder
"But why do people have to be mean?" She asked
At 12, I often wondered the same thing, but now just at 17
I know why.
There is no excuse to bully others.
Moll
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Moll
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