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Feb 2013
icy scraping,
steep inclines,
when you're going so fast
and you know
that if you lose control
the consequences will be dire
and possibly (hopefully?) fatal
that is when i push the hardest
since the damage is already done
to a time that lasts
less than your favorite song
and those moments of
weightlessness
i owe my life.
Written by
Cass
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   Joanie Poston
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