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Jan 2018
I'm okay.        
      Im not really.
I'm just tired.
       Im sick of waking up.
Im actually happy.
        Please look into my broken eyes.
Is my smile pulling it off.
        No one really notices when I'm sad.
I'm hiding.
        My emotions just won't show anymore.
Halee Buttrum
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Halee Buttrum  15/F/America
(15/F/America)   
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   Sarah Judith
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