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Nov 2019
Yeah, as a kid I used to think life
Is moving so slow, I watch it go by
Look out the window on my bus ride
I thought the world was so small, through my closed eyes
I've always tried to control things
In the end that's what controls me.....
Written by
Stained Glass  17/F
(17/F)   
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