My Worlds
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Last published Fri, Apr 20, 2018
Ich bin 17, lebe aber trotzdem in meiner eigenen Welt, so wie die Welt, in der meistens kleine Kinder lebe. Deshalb empfinde ich die Realtität umso schlimmer, wenn ich wieder auf dem Boden der Tatsachen bin. Hier sind Gedanken von mir, eine 17-jährige Muslima, Gedanken von bei den Welten.
~K
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