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Belittle Me

It’s Tuesday, the sun is not too shiny and the sky is a little bit gray I look at the window and take a deep breath Fill my lungs with the fresh air I go to any places that make me happy I will be forever happy Or am I just too hopeless to be happy? This feeling  of anger and sadness are so disgusting I want to live in the castle and rule the city Let them know who get the power It’s me. So stop belittle me

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