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Submitted:Feb 14, 2013 Reads: 7 Comments: 2 Likes: 0
Feel the quiet lack of breath.
Pain so bright and pure.
And this thing you long to cure.
It's just begun.
There's a wildness in your eyes.
Seeing it racing by.
It's a smile that subdues.
A race you can never beat.
A way to freedom, love, and hate.
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