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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() frenzy on the streets, we all just run and we run and we run like hamsters on the wheel to a future far away, we might die young
so we are looking for some trouble in the daylight, since the night may never come. this is it, this is the moment, we were so happy living slowly, that even the clocks were stoping for our pleasure, now we just run and run because our time might be up. we hear bombs across the border, so we light up fireworks to cover the blast. frenzy on the streets, we are all drunk on liquor, courage and hope are already consumed we might die young, so let’s dance on the bar tables until we’ll hide under them. Comments are closed.
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