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May 2018
Your whole life
you had to make yourself small,
quiet,
to bend
and occupy the least amount of space.
You couldn't be a reason of worry,
'cause, after all,
your family just had enough worries.
You believe that your childhood
was so different than mine,
but what you used to do
sounds too familiar to me.
I also have done this,
I got sick because of this,
even if you don't know.
I'm not sure if I'm too good
at hiding stuff from you,
or if you're just too blind for not noticing.
Written by
Ana Sophia  16/F/Brazil
(16/F/Brazil)   
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