You Love Me. Real Or Not Real?"

An Ability To Look Into The Confusing Mess Of Life And See Things For What They Are.

Maybe I'll Be Like That Man In "the Hanging Tree'. Still Waiting For An Answer.

I Miss Home Badly Sometimes. But Then I Remember There's Nothing Left To Miss Anymore. I Feel Safer Here.

You're Still Trying To Protect Me. Real Or Not Real," He Whispers. "real," I Answer. "because That's What You And I Do, Protect Each Other.

Yeah, We Wouldn't Want To Lose Our Little Mockingjay When She's Finally Begun To Sing.