I know that I owe you a lot. You gave birth to me, you gaveme drink, you fed me, and you brought me up. You even lovedme. You got me here, in a where you were forced toabandon me every day and run to jobs. You got me here andthen started looking for a place you parked me in. Yot~ kepttaking me to school, and because this was not enough, you keptsending me to a bunch of private tutors and lessons. Since myfuture was supposed to be so precarious, and you even madethis planet dangerous, why did you get me here? What's thepurpose of my life?
I want to see the world, to spread my wings to fly and seeeverything in a single,moment. I want to get out, to meet others,to play, to entertain myself, to feel joy ful and not to care aboutthe fact that tomorrow I'll be going to school without havingstudied. I want to dream a world where people won't be lookingfor a place to park me, where they won't always have work todo, where it won't be dangerous to meet other people, wherefuture won,t be searing me, and where there'll be no mastersand slaves.
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