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Jan 2018
I’m moving at 1,000 miles per hour
The street lights flash in my face
I catch a glimpse, but not my breath
For I never never stop moving
My eyes never focus
My heart never stops racing
Until there’s finally a crash
And all that’s left
Is some broken bones
And lots of scars
Meadow
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Meadow  15/F
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     Iska and morgan
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