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Feb 2018
I hear everything
The birds
The wind
The thrunder
I hear people talking
But it always scares me
When i see people whisper
I always think there talking about me
When I see people loughing I always think it's about me
I always over think
But the sounds of birds and wind
Always make me smile
No body
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No body  17/F/WI
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