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Dec 2015
You wanna know me?
Well that's just great.
On second thought I think I'll stay here,
And emancipate.
From this cage filled so thick
With millions of lies that chose to be disguised as flying birds staring at the outside.
Wishing for escape.
Well lay that to rest my dearest
Because the way it's going right now,
You'll never be set free.
Under Empty Skies
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Under Empty Skies  Austin TX
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