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Dec 2014
Its like a broken
    stop light Flashing
      red          And    
    blue,           My heart
    won't        make up my
             mind.
       Yes           and no
   Stop.              Go.
      Like            A comet
     coming much too
               fast,
  I can't            wait for it to
  come               crashing in.
   Part of          me is terrified
           of the lasts,

But another can't wait
    for all the new firsts.
          Excruciatingly Terrified,
               Substantially ecstatic.
Mae Lahlee
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