Walking through the streets. Making me the lonely one. No one to see no one to talk with. ... Who! who! who! Breaking through the mid night storm. No shelter,no where to go. Walking through a breakdown street. ... Who! who! who! Going through a highway road. Calling me a lonely child. All because of a great accident. ... Who! who! who!.
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Dear Chidinma,
This piece leaves me with questions. Who is the "Who" you are calling out about/for? And what was the great accident? How are you doing, my sister?
Hello Dear Helen,
Thanks for sharing your sad post. I'm curious about the great accident to. I hope you get the help that you need soon, love.
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Oh, you ok? what that great accident had happended to you? Please keep us posted. Take care!
Hello, Helen,
You carry too much pain. I pray you find your healing because you deserve to be free from all that baggage. Hugs.