• 5 hours ago
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00:00If I may touch my eye
00:05Working in the library, I just want to be outside
00:10Far from here, the hills are calling, beckoning my name
00:15Take me home, let me be free
00:20Far away, I want to be me
00:27Thinking we'll all find some purpose in the ways we go
00:32Far away from maggot-patterns, dreadful beatings now
00:37Far away, let's have a song
00:42Far away, we'll all run when we're old

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