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Jan 2019
Where is it that we’re going
Will we make it
Do we need to stand before we sit
Like crawling before walking
A young baby is born
Yet day by day he is torn away from his innocence
Cry cry cry
Baby it’s time to say goodbye to your childish ways
You’re now a man
Onto the world of lies
Be safe this place ain’t for your weak eyes..
Do you really know where you’re going
Yordi
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Yordi  22/M/California
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