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Jul 2015
Legs legs walk with me.
Don't you know I wanna see.
I believe I will be.
Like a rushing wild sea.  
If only legs you can keep up with me.
Sure it hurts.
Here life lurks.  
One of my only perks.  
To be free.
Just be me.
Please legs continue.
Hold me high.  
Until I touch the sky and fly.
Pain might be apart of me.
But.  
All I see is beauty.
By Athena Zylia Lange
Athens Zylia
Written by
Athens Zylia  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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