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I'm surrounded, willingly, with each person i've met, each girl i've loved and even with each face caused me Déjà vu for once. They're so many, though, the circle they've formed is so tiny. I'm suffocating but I'm satisfied, i feel that my life is so special. i keep spinning, checking their faces, but my legs are melting, i get smaller and smaller till i emerge within the soil beneath me..
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