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Oct 2013
I get this feeling every time I pass over a bridge
That I could just float on down
And swim all the way to Madrid
Or how about what I feel when I see a train
That I could just leave all my renown
And ride all the way to Ukraine
Let's not forget the feeling of having a plan
To leave this ******* town
And run away, even to Iran
Amy Denison
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