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On the way home The road path out to nothing at all As I walk People start to talk Eyes are swallow Sinking to the well Hands up in the air The sky is small And the raindrops Sweet, bitter I thought I face the walls Breathing become difficult I struggle On the way home The path lost me on my way home
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
On the way home
On the way home The road path out to nothing at all As I walk People start to talk Eyes are swallow Sinking to the well Hands up in the air The sky is small And the raindrops Sweet, bitter I thought I face the walls Breathing become difficult I struggle On the way home The path lost me on my way home
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
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