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I live


In a place where j's phones and money are what is known, it isn't about earning succeeding or accomplishing but wanting getting and taking. This is where i live Struggling worrying about the next meal our the next time I'll fave no lights while all i see and hear is people crying about parents lowering their allowance or cutting off their data. If i only i could ever get an allowance or my parent cutting off my phone by choice and not because she can't pay the bill. The world i live in Being afraid of having no place to lay my head again hoping and paying the fridge won't go empty waiting for my time to live a better to no longer have to lie about having no money or food or no lights Why me ? Why was i chosen to leave this way ? Why this life i have live ?
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