xviii.
i searched through the majority of the town for a small place to take a long nap.
figures the whole town is unfortunate of having a decent relaxation spot.
i felt a thousand stares piercing through my skin as i walked down the sidewalk.
people must've been wondering why a girl like me, so young and messed up,
is out here wondering the streets alone.
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precarious
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