Quiet Storm

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Restless blood continues to run
On veins, blood vessels
Continuing to run

Even time passing doesn't stop the rush
It might as well make a hole on my skin and gush
Entering the place, I call school
Camaraderie wasn't an accessible tool

Guess I can't relate or am antisocial
I just hope this won't last forever
And hope moments here can really be special.

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