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Feb 11
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Must've been the drops
I heard the speed of sound
Amphitheater lights
Emotions are the crowd

I wish it held the shape
Just like the child I found
Solid as a slate
Emotions are allowed

Everything just stops
Can't even feel it now
Raceway need of change
But I am out of bounds

So take it as a pill
Take it as you will
Written by
Chris Topah
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