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Jul 2011
Time passes so slowly while living

But when you look back

Life is a racetrack

Things happen so quickly

The times you lied to your parents

Laps you time and time again

We lose ourselves

In the lives of people around us

We must stay in touch

But words fly sour

When spoken without a mind.
Juliana
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