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Snow Settles on My aching Breaking Heart. I'm stuck In a world And inside a time That's long Gone. I see The map Of the world I keep looking Home. I think This compass Broke- I have nowhere Else to go. If I could sail The Mediterranean Sea Maybe I could find myself In Pari for free Wherever I go, Will I go With my whole heart. Im still stuck in Small town New York.
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 10:59 PM UTC
Small Town New York
Snow Settles on My aching Breaking Heart. I'm stuck In a world And inside a time That's long Gone. I see The map Of the world I keep looking Home. I think This compass Broke- I have nowhere Else to go. If I could sail The Mediterranean Sea Maybe I could find myself In Pari for free Wherever I go, Will I go With my whole heart. Im still stuck in Small town New York.
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 10:59 PM UTC
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