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Dec 2017
the wind pushing down an icy street
i dont have to walk
i have two feet

i slide to the rink
my toes are frozen

personality on fleek
im a bit of a freak

rock of ages
blares the speaker

i cant help but think
this is a moment in time

a once in a life time
all that leaves me is memories

the church
the coach
the house
the mouse
the couch
the rink
the time
that sinks

everything gone
just a memory

for me -
a scoop in reality
of something
you cant see
Written by
Luna
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   Glassmuncher and ---
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