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Oct 2015
When I leave I won't take
A framed picture,  an umbrella for the rain, a memory for the road
I will just look at the road ahead and stop talking with simple future
About where i will go and who i will be
I will just say
I go
I am
essentia
Written by
essentia  Greece
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   Jesse Madison
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