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Dec 2018
Teach me how to fly
Cause when i choose
Its flight over fight

Still stuck in the boxes
Set up in black and white

Its okay,
No one can hear my plight

Im weak to the disaster
Victim to the light
Its an illusion people preach

Hear them now?
They’re speaking out
Pray for salvation
He’ll hear you out.

24/03/08
Emily Jo
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