The Great Escape

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You try to run,

you try to hide,

but I can't bear to see you go.

I won't let you,

won't let you make

The Great Escape.

I beg, I cry,

I plead, 'Don't go

Don't leave me.'

I won't let you,

won't let you make

The Great Escape.

This is it,

The very end.

You walk off,

and I cry.

I wouldn't let you,

but you did.

You made it,

You made the great escape...

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