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my feet are pounding the ground but it feels like im flying my heart is beating like drums but i can't feel it at all all i know is that im a few steps away from freedom can my feet take me there? maybe i can leap to it i can't fail i need this i need to be free i want my own air in my lungs no, not want need i need i need to be free
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May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
5.19.17
my feet are pounding the ground but it feels like im flying my heart is beating like drums but i can't feel it at all all i know is that im a few steps away from freedom can my feet take me there? maybe i can leap to it i can't fail i need this i need to be free i want my own air in my lungs no, not want need i need i need to be free
in economics class mr. gardner is talking too much
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May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
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