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Mar 2020
Running.
As fast as I can
to keep up with the train

I wanna know
what is happening inside.
But it's going too fast.

I can't keep up,
I'm running out of breath.

Maybe one day I will
be able to catch up.
Maybe if I calm down,
the train will too.
judas
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judas  21/Genderqueer
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