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Mar 23
Hello, I know that you feel lost,
asking yourself,
"Why the hell did it cost so much?"

You were blind,
running toward the finish line,
And when you crossed it,
it felt like eating a lime.

You shouted for help,
but there was nobody there.
Then it hit you,
you left everyone behind the finish line.
Written by
Julie  17/F/home
(17/F/home)   
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