Walking Through Voices
Why can’t we get out of here? We can make a life with what we have. Yeah, but we’re trapped in this tiny box with no place to go. This is our home. This place is crumbing and we’re falling with it! That gives you no right to give up. I just don’t know what we’re going to do anymore. This house is making us and the baby sick. We take a leap of faith. I’ve been looking for faith every day! Look harder! I don’t know what to do. I’ll look for the both of us, but don’t give up on me.
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