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Dec 2021
I hide my sadness
I hide my fears
I hide my anxiety
I hide my tears

I hide my feelings
I hide, I lie
I hide the meaning
I hide, I lie

Except one time
I didn’t hide,
I didn’t lie,
There is just one exception to my crime
Written by
Frida  35/F/Paris
(35/F/Paris)   
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