She barely could make it
Her lips quivered, trembling with doubt
She couldn't do it as much as she tried
She couldn't leave them
They were her home
Somewhere
Maybe, she would found a place for herself
But right now she needed them
Has she grown
Perhaps not
Perhaps she is afraid to leave her bubble
Perhaps she is afraid to live
Perhaps she isn't even alive
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