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Dec 2018
I pedal until
there is no way to go faster
in the first gear.
  If there was a way for me to scream
  without you hearing,
  you never would have known.
  
In the dark,
I whisper words which
I'm not sure how to pronounce.
  I set the lamp light
  against the wall and admire
  the spinning of my shadow.

I've learned that happiness
is what I want
more than anything.

I've learned that God
does not have the time
to punish me.
work in progress
Written by
Irene  23/F/USA
(23/F/USA)   
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