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Gone Til November
I've been breathing
but
not really living.
Waking up
an
going threw the motions.
I've tried
setting down
an
listening to the earth
but
the noise
won't stop.
A part of me
wants
to
fly
Be taken by the wind
just
to see
where
it takes me.
but
not really living.
Waking up
an
going threw the motions.
I've tried
setting down
an
listening to the earth
but
the noise
won't stop.
A part of me
wants
to
fly
Be taken by the wind
just
to see
where
it takes me.
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