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May 2018
Nineteen
Some are on the fast track to forever,
Some are on the fast track to disaster,
And some are just here.
A roller coaster that continues to have twists and turns
Ups and down
Never knowing when you will reach the end,
The top of the ferris wheel when the ride stops and you look down and reflect on every regret and wish you've ever had
Nineteen.
Written by
Bri  19/F/Boston
(19/F/Boston)   
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