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I lost sight of myself a few hundred miles back And down here it's hard to fight the gray hue of a panic attack I've been looking so hard for an exit to u-turn I missed the coruscate skyline of you that I yearn
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 1:16 AM UTC
missed turn
I lost sight of myself a few hundred miles back And down here it's hard to fight the gray hue of a panic attack I've been looking so hard for an exit to u-turn I missed the coruscate skyline of you that I yearn
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 1:16 AM UTC
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