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❝I Often Sometimes Wonder❞

I often wonder where I sit, in a house all by myself

Upstairs in my bed, or with my legs pulled up to my chin?

I am small, I am tall, which one can I be?

I am beginning to doubt my strength and size

What will I do, if tomorrow, comes for me?

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Copyright © 2016 by Meia and Yuna Reid

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