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Nov 2013
Moments drift like the wind,
The memories locked in our hearts.
Endearing laughter, tender smiles,
The reminiscent days we cherish.

The youthful days of contentment,
We ran amongst the sea of people,
Lost in our own world,
Where nothing seems to matter.

Days have passed,
The future is almost within our grasp.
The unknown draws only fear,
Emotions begin to overflow.

The weight of expectations,
Just a burden carried on our shoulders.
The anxiety, the inability to breathe,
Clouds our enamoured souls.

Close your eyes and listen,
As your breathing steadies.
The world is ours to rewrite,
The place where we belong.
Awkward Penguin
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Awkward Penguin
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   -, Rose, Gail Cortezano and Damaged
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