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You don't need to make Excuses for me Wandering as I do I’ll see myself through And though I've no place in mind Utopia, heaven, might be lies or perhaps compromises This odyssey of earth and time Is real, mine.
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Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 7:17 PM UTC
In a Crowd, Anywhere
You don't need to make Excuses for me Wandering as I do I’ll see myself through And though I've no place in mind Utopia, heaven, might be lies or perhaps compromises This odyssey of earth and time Is real, mine.
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Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 7:17 PM UTC
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