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Sep 10
When I am scared
I miss my peace.
When I am empty
I miss me.
When I am full
I miss being hungry.
When I walk by,
And see your face,
How happy you
Are, without me.
The minnow
Begins
To miss
Her shark.
Maya Fields
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Maya Fields  15/F/Arkansas
(15/F/Arkansas)   
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