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Aug 26
A pinball not spiraling out of control
Not scared of falling
Not scared to let go
For I know
That I will not lose control
And I will not stumble and tumble
Down the dark hole.
The chase,
The race,
To be in first place
Is not that satisfying than to just participate .
To think I was sad all along, but sometimes it feels good just to be the tagalong.
Written by
Planejane2  24/F/Atlanta
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