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Nov 2018
I like to watch the world from above,
the bustle of the busy city below me.
People going about their everyday lives.
Maybe someone is going on their first date,
clammy palms and racing heart.
Maybe someone received bad new recently,
"sorry you're fired",
"sorry your grandmother didn't make it".
But yet,
here they are.
Meeting their friends for lunch,
laughing about something that happened moments ago.
Here they are,
still breathing,
heart still beating,
blood still pumping...
still living.
Emily
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Emily  25/F/Korea
(25/F/Korea)   
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