There is something scaring me
I cant quite put my finger on it.
The spiders are no match for my sparkly green flats.
I can simply tap the millipedes.
People are easy...
ukuleles will win over the pretentious ones.
My window is always open.
I can run anywhere I want.
But we can't know what will happen next
and the last thing I want
is the need for a quick exit.
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