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Jan 2011
Currents, both peaceful and agitated
dance through my head,
stirring up emotion filled sediment.

It clouds my vision, cuts off my oxygen.
Slamming the brakes
only makes me swerve into oblivion.

While flooring it blurs the billboards
I love so much, and
leaves me passing over spiked cords
Written by
Atticus Hayes
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   Alicia Strong
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