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School is a release, And it is a tether. A source of inner peace, And as turbulent as foul weather. At first relevant, Then no desire. My wants and needs apparent, And then a total lack of fire. I need a change, A return to something true. To travel an open range, With me, myself, and you.
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Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 1:17 AM UTC
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School is a release, And it is a tether. A source of inner peace, And as turbulent as foul weather. At first relevant, Then no desire. My wants and needs apparent, And then a total lack of fire. I need a change, A return to something true. To travel an open range, With me, myself, and you.
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29/M/Texas
Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 1:17 AM UTC
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