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Apr 2017
"That was like tripping
On acid." "I loved that when
I was ten" I said

"Well, that would explain
Quite a lot about you, then"
My friend mumbled back

Who knew that you could
On two hours of sleep, and
Walk miles all day

Sitting out of dance
We realized that we were
"***** emo" teens

EPCOT, in the end
Is half Thinking Day
Made professional

Also, my dreams are
Apparently far too weird
To have been healthy
I loved Figment as a kid. :)
Also, it's a small world is still equal parts amicable and unsettling.
Breeze-Mist
Written by
Breeze-Mist  19/F/North America
(19/F/North America)   
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