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It's time for me to go today, I am so sorry to say, But it's time for me to go. I was here before, I will return. Music will carry me places, it's time for me to go. When I go, I will ride on the backs of wild horses, my soul sifting through their flowing mane. It is time for me to go. I will venture upon rocks that salty water has lashed upon for years, I will glide on the wings of a soaring eagle. Freedom. It's time for me to go. Freedom is like horses, racing across the green valley, their only goal: survival. It's time for me to go. When I return, I will tell you stories of my travels. Freedom. It is time for me to go.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
Time to Go
It's time for me to go today, I am so sorry to say, But it's time for me to go. I was here before, I will return. Music will carry me places, it's time for me to go. When I go, I will ride on the backs of wild horses, my soul sifting through their flowing mane. It is time for me to go. I will venture upon rocks that salty water has lashed upon for years, I will glide on the wings of a soaring eagle. Freedom. It's time for me to go. Freedom is like horses, racing across the green valley, their only goal: survival. It's time for me to go. When I return, I will tell you stories of my travels. Freedom. It is time for me to go.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
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