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Fire-alarm


Beep! Beep! Beep!

Everyone doing their thing.

It may be real.

I may be fake.

It does not matter.

We are all in this make. 

People here.

People gone.

People everywhere.

They live their life

not caring much of the others.

Each having their own desire.

Ignoring the fire that cannot be tamed.

In the end,

there will be fire,

burning,

smoke,

suffocation,

and soon some people might vanish.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

No one hears it anymore.

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Just an ordinary girl trying to live a semi-extraordinary life

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