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Aug 2016
all to run away
All toward to run
Destructive spirals
Ride them ever on
and all the way down
Take the bus with me
Spinning slowly
Out of orbit
Ever away, Ever toward
You're my toxic medicine..
Austen girl
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Austen girl  jinja
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