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We chase time.

And it chases us too.

We go round and round

on the clock, never really 

certain if we can just stop.

We refuse to waste a single

sunset. We don't take a breath

for granted. The calender's pages

turn and time starts to become slim.

We quit the swim team, we can't afford 

to have hours thrown out the window.

I don't do my chores but I'm close to eighteen,

I can leave whenever I want now, so I do.

She deserves everything beautiful in the world.

So, I steal it for her.

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IM SO SCARED

BUT HE IS SO BOLD

IM NOT PREPARED

WE DONT LISTEN TO WHATS BEEN TOLD.





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