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On the verge of self disgrace
I just can't wait to leave this place
Even if it's just mere weeks
This town won't hold the things I seek
I want to be a better me
To write my new reality
And though it brings anxiety
I'll shed my skin, the inside you'll see
Independent financially,
A soul unchained that must go free
I'm dripping with vitality
I urge on, accepting brutality
I finally found my inspiration
Confident, full of motivation
With determination, through and through
I will move forward, bold and true.

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