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By Emaka, West Medford, MA

To cry at all
Is to say
'I am sad, help me'
To not cry is hard
But I have a fear
For I cannot comment
On the things I cry for
Too big, or too small
Always a reason not to cry
But this is my fear
A fear of someone innocently asking
And cracking my vulnerable shell

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