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Apr 2017
Standing at the top of the clock tower
with bells echoing through my chest
and wind ringing in my ears,
It feels as if the whole world is within reach.

**They have nets under all the bridges. How many bodies have they caught? So many abused by their own broken souls.
From my college visit today.
Amethyst Fyre
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