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May 2015
The days are going
Way too fast
It's hard for me
To even keep track
Time slips through my fingers
Like soft beach sand
Memories that linger
Are like paper cuts on my hands
So in moments when time
Seems to slowly drag by
I try to embrace it
Instead of wondering why
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
(22/F/Connecticut)   
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   --- and Rapunzoll
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