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. . . runaway . . .
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What is this place that you call home?
Or that one place you belong?
Well I belong no where,
No where at all.
But what does that mean?
Tha..
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This is a song my friend and I wrote a while back! Hope you like it! :)
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The thoughts that wander; they come to me, they come to you. Most of the time, out of the blue, but what is best must be put to the test.
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