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Oct 2019
The wind pushes the trees.
The tree next to my window,
it seems to be angry.
It scares me because I cannot
sleep.
As I shut my window, nothing
changes. It still sounds the exact same.
I feel.. unsafe.

My senses tell me to ignore it,
because if I do I won't be scared anymore.




I just heard a dog bark as soon
as it blew faster...
I'm extremely scared.
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grey  15/F/A small town
(15/F/A small town)   
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     Jessica Calvert and ---
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