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1/11/2014

Her lungs are scarred by a life in transit. Constant breaths, with out holding in. By evening she rushes to conquer life with thought, movement...living,
before time conquers her with, "I can't."

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This is what happens when I'm inside too long and I decide to walk outside, to get some air. This is where my notes go. Notes that have, and/or will, decide to walk outside of this.

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