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Aug 2017
when i was younger
my only decision
was what toy to play with today
my parents were always there
smiling
at me
now
i am forced to make tough decisions
on my own
my parents yell at me
frowning
while i try to make them proud
i miss the good old days
when i was younger
Nicole Eden
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Nicole Eden  20/F
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