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Oct 6
hands flutter at the speed of light
tingle in my brain, extremities float like a kite
overflowing with good
not staying still like I should
floating up to the stars
stimming to the moon & back
a magical joy, an incredible hack
flap my wings, fly so high
flap my wings up to the sky
Written by
Lila Platt  16/F/studying neuroscience
(16/F/studying neuroscience)   
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