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Sep 2016
We both know who I could be,
You better than I.
Right now , I'm nothing but a shadow of the old me.
Stuck on what flavor wraps to get.
I use to be the boy who wanted to fly,
But this isn't what I meant.
He must've gotten wrapped up in the smoke , because I don't know where he went.
Finding him won't be easy.
There will be times where I choke,
And fall to my knees.
Because we both know who I could be,
The boy who wanted to fly.
Robert Levandowski
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Robert Levandowski  Minnesota / The Moon
(Minnesota / The Moon)   
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