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Nov 2018
I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of a tiny pebble
causing a small ripple
and crashing against my boat.
I'm afraid.
Afraid of a miniature droplet
falling on my bright sunny day.
I'm afraid.
Afraid of the smallest things.
Never knowing if I'm going to be okay.
I'm afraid.
Crystal Freda
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Crystal Freda  25/F/Louisiana
(25/F/Louisiana)   
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   Timothy
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