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Nov 2023
The Cranberries hum their tune
in my mom's Outback Subaru

and im scared of growing up
and im scared that I've already grown

why are we driving so fast?
let's linger at the next stop

let's drive slow, with the windows down
feel the cold wind mess up your hair

turn up the music, let the light in
I'll be here forever
anonymous
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