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May 2019
"We are all afraid,"
what a cliche.
I'm not scared,
The world molds me
I'm its clay.
Just another random poetic thought that I came up with when I was supposed to be working on something else.
Written by
Breanna W  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Colm
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