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Everyone’s talking about me, mum

I feel so alone

They told me to get in the cage if I have balls

But my legs withered in the rainstorm

 

Do you think I grew out from earth?

I wish I had roots connected to home

 

Electronic eyes in streets

Howling outside of my window

I don’t know if they’re men or wolfs

Or maybe just an audio

 

I’m scared, there’s nowhere to go

 

(Now, I fall asleep)

I dreamt of a unicorn

Taking me to back to the tender lands

There, my grandma taught me knitting

And chickens sleeping under the willow trees

Mama, I’m all well

I wish you’d understand my struggle

So I won’t be afraid of you

When I return home

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