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Sep 2013
I'll be 17 any day now...
But I'm not ready to grow up
Everyday simplicity dissipates
Slow down! Slow down!
I'm not ready to grow up
I'm only good at being young....
Everything in my life is moving faster than ever.*Sigh* But what can I do?
Kwaician
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Kwaician
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