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Aug 2015
I sit in class waiting my very soul pacing
my limbs aching with the need to run and escape
from all the confinement that home and school bring

At home i long to run the feel of the wind blowing threw my hair
no more expectations to fallow no more people to bring u down just
me and my freedom rains.
GaMzEeMaKaRa0
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GaMzEeMaKaRa0  louisianna
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