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Aug 2012
cats, cradles and broken jars,
I don't know where this is going,
but it's gonna take me far.
London, Paris, Rome--
Home.
Any where where people
don't know my name.
I'm going to go far,
far far away.
mads
Written by
mads  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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