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Life seems like a
Fast moving train
Sometimes, I let my hand out
To feel the pouring rain
A merry go round
Blurring my vision
Yet my thoughts taking shape
With alarming precision
A free fall
From a mountain high
Scared of hitting the ground
Yet wanting to, peacefully lie

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