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Moving places, nowhere to go

Home has no meaning anymore

Losing myself on the streets

Is there something I should know?


Did the Earth stop spinning?

Did the stars all die?

Did the waves stop forming?

Will I be able to fly?


People are still talking,

Drivers still driving,

Learners learning,

Me? I'm falling....

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