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May 2015
Even though everything around me is falling down.
I'm moving forward with progress,
walking on solid ground.
Keeping my eye on the target;
no looking down.
Keeping a smaller circle;
only myself around,
waiting for things to turn around.
never too lost to see through the clouds.
these upset feelings; I fight them down
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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