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7d
Eating myself
I stretch and grow
Just to finish where I started
Children born
Elders passed
My skin remains untouched
I'm clutching handfuls of grass
I'm not moving
I stopped to look at a rock
And the world flew past me
Crashing and ending.
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cjesus  19/M/Tampa
(19/M/Tampa)   
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