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Mar 2019
The key to your mind was locked away,
Inside a box, Inside a closet,
And every corner of your head kept everyone away,
Wake up,
Wake up,
Wake up for me,
Wake up for me.
We're getting out of here,
We're getting out of here.
Out of here.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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