" they can't touch me
run so fast they can't even catch me "
they were running after him. all he could think about was the paper plane he made before the chasing begun. while his little paper plane was being crushed under the feet of a stranger, he felt something on his shoulder and turned his back to check it.
" dogs run, they start to follow me
don't worry your paper planes are gonna save me. "


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