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May 7
The train keeps moving

Won’t stop if you’re late

The conductor won’t apologize

Say sorry for missing you

The passengers won’t help you

You seem to be on your own

You try your best not to be late

Some days you just can’t help it

There’s too much on your plate

The plate keeps filling, almost toppling over

You’ve missed your train again

The train keeps moving

-OliviA
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Olivia  18/F
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   Immortality
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