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Feb 2016
I'm doing the things that make me feel alive.
But you're clipping my wings.
Killing me inside.

And if I can't take to the skies.
I'll take to the seas
Where i'm free as i was.
With my head in the clouds.
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   DET, Bianca Reyes, Got Guanxi and ---
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