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Jul 15
I want to scream.
I want to scream everything out.
I want to scream so loud
that it hits the highest mountains known.

But not to the familiar faces.
Let the familiar faces
go deaf for a while—
so I can scream out loud
without anyone knowing.

Then what is the purpose of it? I thought.
Immediately, my mind whispered:
“It’s all about letting everything out—
and making yourself free.
Because in this world, no one cares.
Not even familiar faces.”
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Alaska
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   Maybelater2
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