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May 2015
In a land
where their skin glows
and everything goes
people aren't afraid of tomorrow
of the places they'll go

when perturbed with a question,
they just say I don't know
instead of a simple no
they don't cry out, oh!
they dont ask to say it isn't so

They wait for a reunion;
the stars are their home
they dance till they die singing let me go
in an instant they can vanish in smoke
***** oil left behind by the hoax

I wanna go.
AJ Scott
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AJ Scott
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