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Dec 2013
My blood curdling screams.
They seem to get louder as the years pass me by.
The pressure has built up and I can feel myself bursting at the seems.
I'm going to explode.
I am a volcano just waiting to erupt.
Don't tempt me.
I am definitely boiling now.
Sophia Fagone
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Sophia Fagone  Maine. 207.
(Maine. 207.)   
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