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Leave the original city

Life is actually so awkward

I don't know my direction.

Who helped me find the direction I survive?

I feel helpless

But I have to live like this.

In this familiar and strange environment

How can I

I know that I have grown up.

But I still feel that I am still very small.

I don't want to face it.

Still exist

Many hope time can be rushing

Let me go back to the original one

The 6.7-year-old little girl

Many tears are still flowing out.

There should be no tears that should not flow.

Still smooth on your face

Slow down

I don't want to cry

This does not mean crying

Just emotions

Girl grows behind

I only admit this

Really

I can't say that I am now feeling.

Very hurt

Very helpless

also very. . . . . . . . . . .