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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.