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Mar 2018
If I were to break, I would want you to pick up my broken pieces.

But right now, I don’t want you touch me.

Because if you touch me, I’ll let you break me again.
Written by
Macie Goodspeed  16/F
(16/F)   
92
   AussiAir
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