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Mar 2013
Light as air,
My body's high,
I look up through the air,
To the sky.
Blurry from the water in my eyes.

Life has gone by fast,
Sometimes slow.
Weights to much,
I should let go.
Something inside me though,
tells me no.
Alanna
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