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Stop
By: Samantha

I wish I could make it stop.
All of it, just for a moment.
Hit pause.
To refresh.
To breathe.

But I can't.

Gotta go.
Gotta play.
Gotta move in fast forward,
Because there is no slow mo,
And there is no rewind.

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