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Jul 2017
Is it just me
or are these walls getting closer
with every step I take forward?

Is it just me
or is this music going mute?
All the sounds disappearing
and becoming nothing but distant echos

My words slip
and as I try to run
so do my feet

I look up
only to see
that it's just you
Written by
Marin  17/M/Zagreb, Croatia
(17/M/Zagreb, Croatia)   
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   Taylor N Culp
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