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May 31
She started to hand out time when people asked
To teachers, parents, and friends
She found it addicting
Soon she was giving it away
To her image, media, boys, and one drink
Or two
Seconds did not mean anything anymore
Hours just spilt on the floor
Until one day
She was timeless
Written by
Persephone  23/F/Minnesota
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