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Mar 2014
I was sliding down the hill
it was very cold
i was gaining speed
slidin' to my death
faster and Faster
and FAster and FASter
and FASTer and FASTEr
and FASTER until
I was coming to a halt
i lost speed
and i went Slower and SLower
and SLOwer and SLOWer
and SLOWEr slow SLOWER
and then i flew
higher and higher and higher
until i reached heaven
and then i found a mountain
and then well you know the rest!
Written by
shahzain mustafa  karachi,pakistan
(karachi,pakistan)   
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