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Nov 2018
Fear of coming out of my shell.

Fear of being exposed.

Fear of unknown.

But I like the unknown.

I'm curious about the world.

But there's so much. Its overwhelming.

Instead of breaking my shell, maybe I'll just make a little hole.

And when I'm feeling brave, I'll look through it.

I can always make it a little bigger tomorrow.
Written by
Christina
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