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May 2014
I walk down
I walk around
All my movements lead to the same ground
I run to find an exit but the door never comes
I Run up
I Run around
But still I touch the same ground
I'm panicking but I would never give up.
This maze as me trap
Think
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Think  35/M/Los Angeles
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   --- and carolina haraki
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