"you still have a lot of reasons live," she heard them whisper.
she chuckled as she thought of a reply.
"but i have reasons to die, too"
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PoetryI had words scattered in my head so I picked it all up and wrote a poem.
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"you still have a lot of reasons live," she heard them whisper.
she chuckled as she thought of a reply.
"but i have reasons to die, too"
