𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

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- 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨 - 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 -

Looking down from the rooftop
Nobody can make me stop
My mind has been made
I've looked forward to this day

A smile on my face
My heart running at a pace

Time to let go
And say goodbye to this cruel place.

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