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Feb 2016
I walked quickly up the road
Then crossed it at the top
It was my addiction
And I didn't want to stop

Whenever I was sad
I'd cross the street a time or so
And whenever I felt ready,
I would walk straight down the road.
Very old poem
ThatSynGirl
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ThatSynGirl  30/F/Nunya
(30/F/Nunya)   
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   Woody and GaryFairy
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