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Sep 2018
when i was a clumsy toddler
of course you caught me when i fell.

when i had grown a little,
i remember well,
you held onto me while we slept,
so i wouldn't fall off of the couch to the blue carpet.

now, as I'm older,
you don't catch me as much.
Thank you for not always catching me when i fall,
but rather helping me pull myself back up to stand when i land.

i think that's maybe more important.
O.K
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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