Why is lift så hard?
I love to live,
but live is so hard.
I see things who other people don't see.
I hear woices who other people don't hear.
Why?
I know I am sig.
But where are it comming from?
Why am I so afraid to die?
I am not dieing,
but i'm afraid.
Affried ti die, afraid of living.
Please hold med
Hold me teigth.
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