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Nov 2016
What I hate most about being grown
Is in your life, you're all alone
When you're sad, and down and blue
There is no one there to comfort you
And when the world seems big and wild
You have to face it, you're not a child
No ducking behind the covers, scared
You're an adult. Why aren't you prepared?
When bad dreams strike in the dead of night
Who is there to ease your fright?
Is there a manual that I've mislaid
Because all I am is a little afraid
This adult life is not for me
I've had it with responsibility
I think I'll build a blanket fort
Stay hidden inside, never caught short
Come fetch me later, when I'm ready
to live adult life without my teddy.
Caroline Ward
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Caroline Ward  23/F
(23/F)   
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