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Apr 2017
"You ok?"
You asked as your fingers traced the parts of me I was scared of.
Nodding I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything else but the red beanbag beneath me and the dark hair in my hands.
Scary write, scary feelings.
cass
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cass  23/F
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