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Just made it up on the spit spot, and I don't have a title.

I'm spending money on things I hate. Meanwhile I change from day to day. And I can't quite figure it out. Wasting time, Learning things that I, Don't think about when I think. I just want to climb into the sky, And go away with the stars. Go somewhere where I can Live Far away from all those streets and lights Where it's actually dark at night.
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grace-mcquillan
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Dec 3, 2011
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