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Hands

a light switch that helps me escape in darkness away from a world of people. A desk at school so i can concentrate on Math science social and language so I don't have to focus on my own problems a pillow of my own that I am comfterable with that is on my bed a piano so I can feel many peoples emotions in the music- soft, loud, happy, mad, all of them. snow in my hand that i can make into many things and it is my choice comfy clothes that make me feel like I am beautiful even if I don't look like it to some people. a hand of my sister in family love in my young childhood a playful shove of a friend in happiness and laughter that I wish could be with me forever a pencil of a begining of a story with ebdless e amounts of words in a story yet to write A BOOK that helps me escape into million worlds i wish i could live in.
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Jun 7, 2017
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Thing that help me.

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