why does everyone need a piece of me?...
why do people cuss?....
why can't i get on the internet or try to post a new writing without being bombarded with images that i prefer not be seered into my mind?...
why is my hometown turning into a foreign land where i don't recognize the residents or understand the language they speak?...
why...why...why...
my perfect world...awaits me
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