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Apr 2015
Thoughts bustle left and right,
Pulling limbs from every direction,
Taunting voices swirling around and around,
Never one louder than the rest,
All loud noise,
Never settling,
An endless static buzz consuming every bone in my body,
Not knowing where to turn,
Forever dizzy,
210 days until still silence
~ Term 2 of year 12, 210 days until graduation.  ~
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Jules
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