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May 2018
" I wonder what goes on your head
when you see me
do you ever think what it must feel like
to lose the most prized possession
It's like when you were little and you lost
you favorite stuffed animal
i was your stuffed animal
and now i am free and anyone
could have me but they won't because
i am a prized possession"
Written by
Beda Flores  22/F
(22/F)   
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