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I feel pulled and tugged
moving in so many directions at so many speeds no time to stop only time to miss I can't stop the inevitable it's all I see walls looming in front I can only dodge for so long worrying about it for so long the rips begin to form and one day I will feel the sting as everything stops time slows down and if I can regret I know it will be always looking to the end and never caring about right now
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