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Talking to the Moon: Part 1

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By Torri ZimmermanPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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They don't see me,

They don't hear me.

Why?

I play with them, I make snowdays and snowball fights, but still I'm invisible.

I'm tired of being walked through and feeling the pain that comes with each and every time. Am I being punished?

Please tell me what I did to deserve this hell.

None of the spirits like me, I'm hated by the world! Every day I am reminded that I'm not liked.

I'm tired of living like this. I don't know how much longer I can take this. Maybe... Maybe... Maybe I should give up on what you call this living.

Would you let me? Or bring me back to my hell!?

Please help me, I can't do this anymore.

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