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Jan 2015
Thoughts race.
I can't keep up with the pace.
It's as if my brain is traveling at the speed of light.
All seemingly bright  
What a rush!
It's as if my mind is being illustrated with a super sonic paintbrush.
So colorful.
All so wonderful.
But wait. I'm losing it. It's going way too fast.
The colors, the image, it's lost
Everything has a cost.
Will my thoughts ever cease?
**** my 300 M.P.H. Intellect!
Luna Elora
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Luna Elora
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