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Nov 2015
When I feel sad, I hide my hands in my sweater.
When I feel alone, I hide myself in my blankets.
When I feel hurt, I hide myself in the warm water of my shower.
When I feel nervous, I hide my face behind my hands.
and when I feel mad, I hide my screams in my pillows.
-o.b
I'm pretty good at hiding.
Can you find me?
Oliver Rae Calvin
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Oliver Rae Calvin  17/FTM
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