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Sep 8
I feel exposed,
A bear without its coat,
I feel vulnerable,
A cactus without its spikes,
I feel scared,
A mouse running from the cat.
How much more of my life will be stolen?
How much more do they need to know?
Is it all just a game to you?
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Sofia  18/F/Australia
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