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Sat in the passenger seat, Gazing out the window, Coasting along. As a teen, I am meant to feel, The most alive. So why do I feel, So dead inside?
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
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Sat in the passenger seat, Gazing out the window, Coasting along. As a teen, I am meant to feel, The most alive. So why do I feel, So dead inside?
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
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