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Mar 2012
I can't wait to get out of here
To step ouside, smelling cool city air
I need to get away
Suburbia's a place i'd hate to stay
I know this isn't where I belong
So to the trees and sidewalks I say "so long"
I'd rather be in the city bustling
Than watch the evergreen tree rustling
I understand I call this place home
But then why do I feel like I'm so alone?
elle
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