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  Jun 2014 Marian
amrutha
The night is young,
Like me
But no one seems to notice that the day is dying.
  Jun 2014 Marian
Andrew Durst
I don't know where
        I'm going
    or quite exactly
            where I want to be.

             I just know that
my feet keep moving,
                  my heart keeps beating,
      and there's nothing
              standing
            in my way.
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