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Sep 2023
~Driven to make decisions
that decided the fate of me~

~I've entered into twilight
Left alone with only debris~

~Believe me when I tell you
there is nothing - like being free~

~And if you ever hear it
That sound we've come to know,
there's nothing could prepare you-
-We've got nowhere left to go.~
Uhhh Idk...is it 'Funky Fresh?'
Written by
Charlie Harman  23/M/Iowa USA
(23/M/Iowa USA)   
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