#NoName1

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Let's run away together,
In a place we can call our forever.
Where there's always beautiful weather,
and our hearts feel light as feathers.

Where the grass is always greener on your side,
and the sky is always blue.
A place where you feel shiny and brand new.

But there's always a catch,
when you open the latch
to this newfound wonder.

The skies are tainted with blue dye,
the grass is fake.

The happiness found in this mystical place is nothing but plastic.
Your happiness is as plastic as the flowers are at the side of the river.

So why go here?
Why go there?
I'd rather just forget about you, at least then I wouldn't have to care.

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