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    Ouch. Papercut.
    Ouch. Papercut.
    Ouch. Papercut.
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    Ouch. Papercut.

    By Aava Määttä

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    Aava Määttä is a 15 years old girl, born in 2004. She is Finnish but currently living in the Netherlands. Aava likes a lot of different things like drawing, singing, writing, cooking and collecting knives and creepy old objects. She would like to become an artist, a writer, a musician and a therapist.
    She is also quite a complex person who finds it difficult to describe herself shortly because she has so many things to say.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBooks on Demand
    Release dateJan 30, 2020
    ISBN9789528037842
    Ouch. Papercut.
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    Aava Määttä

    "Ouch. Papercut." is a book with free verse poems, drawings, paintings and photos in it. The book covers topics like teenage angst, love, obsession, heartbreak and death. "Ouch. Papercut" was like art therapy to the author, Aava Määttä.

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