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Jun 2019
I was almost out
And almost free
I had slipped the chains
You'd tied to me

I'd dug the tunnel
and made it through
The flame it flickered
The moon in view

I made the highway
Towards the sea
I was almost there
And almost free

I travelled by night
I crossed the line
I passed the border
My papers signed

I was almost there
my life was new
when I was caught
and returned to you.
Written by
Tom Harding
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