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The breeze of the wind speaks to me...
As if it can hear my cries...



















"Why do you still keep me!?"I shout at the top of my lungs as my own father is pulling me by my hair which is a great pain on my scalp "Why do I still keep you? Well its because you have my money !" He stops then pulls me by my chin

"And cause your just so damn delicious~ and guess what.."

The worst words always repeating themselves in my head

"Daddy's kinda hungry.."
























NO!

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