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Mar 2013
I look behind me and I speed up my pace.
I look forward but I’m staring into space.
To both my sides: Friends, I see.
But in a moment, it’s just me.
I look around, it’s a lovely place.
The pursuit of happiness is a game of chase.
I dance and play.
To some’s dismay.
The day’s gone.
Sun’s shone.
I’m fast asleep.
Succumbed to slumber, counting sheep.
wrote this when I was 12
dania
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