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When I asked if you could see

Me, I didn’t know that my hands were

Engulfed with flame.  Red tongues

Speaking at me, knowing my

Past.  I ask them where the future is going

And if climate change is real.  You tell me

That you don’t if you’ve

Received my messages, that you’re only seeing

Emoticons.  You yell at the top of your

Lungs and ask me to come out.  I step up

Then I see my sisters crying.

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